Ancient Words
I had a wonderful day yesterday with my youngest grand. We played, played some more, had snacks, lunch, played some more,and then it was nap time (for both!). As we cuddled facing one another, I saw her sleepy eyes yield to the unwanted nap time, so I closed my eyes for a few minutes of rest while she slept. Then, ever so gently, I felt little fingers tracing across my eyebrow, the bridge of my nose, and across my face, then moving a strand of hair that had fallen across my eye. The feel of her tender loving hands reached deep into my soul.
I resisted the urge to open my eyes as long as I could. Finally, when I did, the sweetest eyes were smiling back at me. As we lay there, just looking deep into one another’s eyes, I thought of how much I want my grandkids to know me, to know my passion, to know my heart. She finally closed her eyes again, this time to a sound sleep.
Today at church we sang a song, Ancient Words, that reminded me of that few special moments yesterday with Taylor and how much I want to pass down to them a passion for loving God, to know the heart of God, to know His Word.
“Holy words,long preserved, for our walk in this world, they resound with God’s own heart, oh let the ancient words impart.”
How beautiful of a moment that was that will stay etched in both of your hearts forever!!! I wonder if sometimes while we sleep if God reaches down and does the exact same thing to us. His sweet caress across our face and then a beautiful smile comes across His as he watches us sleep.
Good Morning, you darling Sandi….
Love the post, nap time with Taylor. I had moments like that with my children, not really with my grandkids.
In the South of Spain, called Andalusia, I have stood in houses of worship.