A LOVE BORN OF GOD
What can I say about the wonderful moments with grandchildren? Only one thing ... I have never known love like this love. This love is like a thick, rich Maple syrup that trickles straight out of the heart of a Maple tree.
What can I say about the little hand that holds onto my own? Nothing in the world can compare ... it is like walking on soft marshmallow clouds. Like knowing a secret and like resting on a soft matress with sweet smelling white cotton sheets.
The great Creator knew that parents sometimes need second chances. Another chance to have a go at parenting and that is why the Great Creator gave us little hands and little feet to hold onto.
Everybody needs a second chance and this is my second chance. I know now to how to love and I have learned this from the whisper behind my back and the two little arms around my neck. I know now that love is the only way, the only thing that bears fruit, the only thing worth giving and the only thing worth receiving. Not toys, not money, not great educations, not festive meals or celebrations ... no just love freely given from a pure heart. I think this kind of love is always born of God.
