What can we do as Christian Grandparents?

Christian grandparents can make a difference. All Grandparents are special. Christian Grandparents should be extra special. All Grandparents have a lasting influence on their grandchildren. A Christian grandparent should have a godly influence that lasts for eternity.
I would love to hear from other Christian Parents and Grandparents as we address some very important issues.

Wednesday, May 11, 2016

May I be Your Vision

My grandchild I love you, you know that for sure.
But here's a reminder, when your world is a blur
Of fun and of heartaches, and of learning life's rules
When there's choices ahead, of careers or of schools,

Don't turn to the world for the answers you seek.
The world has gone crazy.  Its future is bleak.
Don't turn to your young friends who have never been there;
Don't hold too much store by the wisdom they share.

They know just what you know, maybe not quite as much.
They've stepped only as far as you have, and as such
They've no first hand knowledge of what's gone on before,
Or what could be waiting beyond that next door.

But my grandchild, I hope I always can be
The one that you turn to when it's too hard to see
Your way through the fog as you journey along.
May I guide your vision till the day that I'm gone?

My eyesight is dim, but be that come what may
My insight grows brighter with each passing day.
And coupled with love, it may be enough,
To help you my grandchild, when your going gets tough.

Wednesday, December 23, 2015

Warning to Parents and Grandparents

The sixty some year old hurt came flooding back at the sight of that neck bone.  I was very little, maybe 4 or 5 but  I will never forget it.

I have forgotten just who it was.  Was it my grandma on the Peters side, or maybe a great-aunt?  It was someone I was meeting for the first time, but I was making a big attempt to get over my shyness.

This elderly lady was nice and not quite as frightening to this overly timid child as most children and younger adults were. I made up my mind to actually talk to her.

She was preparing a meal for us, and I think some other people were there as well.   I was hanging around in the big country kitchen as she prepared the chicken.

I thought hard.  How could I make conversation?  Then I saw the neck bone. Back then I never particularly liked the neck bone, but it seemed that the neck bone always ended up on my plate. And since we were never allowed to fuss about what we got, I always wound up picking at the neck.

"My mom always gives me the neck bone."  It was the only thing I could think of to say, so I bravely opened my mouth and said it

I could tell at once that somehow I had blown it.  I could tell by the way she chuckled that superior chuckle.  I could tell by the way others in the room gave that same little horrible chuckle; and I could tell by the twinkle in her eye as she spoke to me.

"Well you may not get it today because there are grown ups who like it as well."
I wanted to tell her that I didn't want it, that all the grown ups in the world could have it for all I cared, but I didn't.  I didn't say anything.  I kept my mouth shut.  I hated being laughed at, and I wasn't about to let it happen again.  I hurt for a long time after.  It's funny, but it still hurts when I think about it.  All the "cute" things I did as a child hurt when I heard my mom laughingly relate them to her friends.

So here is the warning, Moms and Grandmas.  Remember that your child or grandchild not only has ears, but also feelings.  What is cute to you may be very embarrassing to a little child, even a very young one.

My grandson was only one year old when he came to Canada.  We saw an adorable hat with a Canadian Flag on it.  We tried it on him and at first he was pleased, but he looked so cute that we made the mistake of laughing delightedly.  He ripped it off and wouldn't have anything to do with it after that.

Some children are born clowns and love the laughter and attention, but many others do not.  It will take them time to understand your reason for laughing.  A serious child wants to be taken seriously, just as a clown wants the laughter.

Many of you grandparents will be seeing your family some time within the next few days.  Be sensitive.  In so doing, you will be ready to respond when they reach out to you in seriousness.  You will be ready to be the grandparent they need.  And they will very likely love you for it.

Tuesday, February 24, 2015

Horrid new school law being passed

I'm hurting today after reading about the new ungodly curriculum getting set to go into Ontario schools for this fall .  I feel so helpless to stop the downward spiral of our younger generation.  It seems that parents have already been desensitized and don't realize they are losing control over their children.  Too few parents are interested in homeschooling, or organizing a Christian School.

I'm sure the schools where you are will be going down the same path, if they are not there already.

What can we as grandparents do?  Today, I don't have the answer.

But you can be sure that I will be praying.

What about you?  Do you agonize over the way the world is going and your grandchildren with it?  The Bible says He is looking for those who are sighing and crying because of the abomination that is going on.

So go ahead and cry, and pray.  And if the Holy Spirit directs you to do something more, listen and do.

I will be doing the same.

Sunday, January 4, 2015

Grandpa is missing

Grandpa is missing

When Remi comes to Grandma's house,
He races to the doorway;
He leaps and barks then stops and looks.
There should be someone more here.

The one who'd set him on his lap
And never seemed to mind it;
Not the doggy breath nor the mess he left,
He was always full of kindness.

He always had a treat for him;
Remi knew just how to get it.
If he'd sit real still, beg with all his will,
He would have that tasty tid-bit.

But now this special man was gone,
The one that some called Grandpa.
The scent had grown faint, of this wonderful saint,
None was left but dear old Grandma.

He could tell that Grandma missed him too.
She spoke his name quite often,
And when he asked with his eyes, her answers were cries
That his body was in a coffin.

But Grandma then would smile at him,
Like she understood his sadness.
And as their eyes met, she would start to pet
Their sorrows away to to gladness.

Sunday, December 28, 2014

This is where the action is

I was going through some old photos, and I came across this picture of my mom and dad; the perfect Christian grandparents. I started thinking about what great fellowship they would be having with my husband, and I wanted to join them.  I started crying.

But it was a short pity party.  I knew it wouldn't last.  I've always liked action, and frankly, this is where the action is.

I had been convincing myself lately, that my grandchildren were past the stage of needing me anymore.  The older ones were leading lives that didn't need my input, and the younger ones were doing well with youth activities and friends, and I didn't see them much anyway; so what was there to hold me here?

I am guessing that most of us grandparents reach that stage at some point in our lives.  The great-grandchildren come, but they have a whole pack of other grandparents, and great-grandparents, and we don't feel the least bit special anymore.

Poor us!

But wait!  Is this what being a grandparent is all about?  Being special?  Or is grandparenting a far more noble calling?

As soon as I started talking to my Heavenly Father about wanting to quit and go home, I got a gently reprimand, "You don't want to quit.  This is where the action is, and your job isn't finished yet ."

I was crying harder by this time, but I knew He was right.  Even if I never saw my grandchildren again, I could still be an effective grandparent.

I could pray. 

With His help I could be the joyful example of what Christian living should be all about.

I ended my prayer on a far more positive note than how I had started.

Some day the time will come when I will be able to join my husband and parents, and we will have a fantastic reunion, discussing our children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren, and I hope they will be able to say, "Thanks for sticking it out and not giving up."

Sunday, August 24, 2014

Hi Grandma!

"Hi Grandma!"  Two words put together that can make a Grandparent's heart sing!  Words we long to hear especially when we are hurting.

The arms of a grandson or granddaughter wrapped around us can sooth our deepest sorrow and give us joy in the midst of our pain.  The Father planned it that way.  Family was created by his design.

But sadly, sometimes the comfort of family is missing just when we think we need it most.  When they seem to forget about us, or neglect to acknowledge our presence,  when we haven't received a card or a phone call or even a text message for a while, it can be tempting to have ourselves a pity party.

We can't let that happen. It won't help.  We need to ask our Heavenly Father for strength and courage to find a way to reconnect with our family, acknowledge the mistakes we've probably made in dealing with them, (everybody makes those mistakes, but not everyone can admit it) and just continue to love and pray for them.

Remember, it's not about us; it's about seeing them mature and grow in grace.  Let's try to teach graciousness by example.

And that means no pity parties!


Monday, May 7, 2012

Too soon olt

An old Mennonite saying that my parents liked to quote was, "Too soon olt; too late shmart."  We still quote it, usually with a laugh, but when it comes right down to it, for us grandparents, these words hold a sad reality.

As grandparents, we've already made some horrific mistakes that ended in years of anguish. We were smart back in our youth, at least we thought we were; much smarter than our concerned parents.  We had it all together.  We were the parents of young children, and we reserved the right raise them ourselves and make our own mistakes. And we did, thinking all the while that we were doing just fine, and that we would have the fairy tale happily ever after ending.

After all, God was the one who would protect our children.  He just wanted us to believe Him and entrust our children to Him. 

The problem was that God had entrusted our children to us to nurture and care for, to train spiritually, to show by example, and, as a parent with the nature of our own Heavenly Father, to protect at all cost.

We learned what heart ache was when we saw our son lose his way. It gave us experience in the worst kind of suffering. What can be worse than to see your own child heading toward the fires of Hell?

The Bible tells us grandparents, repeatedly, to pass on our experiences, and to teach the next generation, and we really do try.  But just as we shrugged off the wisdom of our parents, so our children, who had us as an example, shrug off our warnings, and we watch helplessly as our grandchildren drift farther away from the path of life.

We reap what we sowed, but the saddest part of all is that so will they. And their pain will be no less devastating.

I cry with you, my grandparent readers, and pray that God will forgive us of the youthful arrogance of our past, and break this deadly chain.

Sunday, March 25, 2012

God fulfills the desires of grandparents and grandchildren

Again, I am overwhelmed at the leading of the Lord, and His tenderness in answering the prayers of a Grandma for her Grandchildren.

I have been praying that God would do something special for my granddaughter to show her how much He cared for her.  He had already, many times, but the young, just as the old, need constant reminders.

Noelia had been looking forward to doing homeschool on our new property.  She was almost as excited about the land as I was.  There would be less textbook stuff and more hands on learning.  And she would be able to feed chickens and pet the lambs, all important things to a little girl with a big heart for animals.

But our Heavenly Father had one more treat in store for our granddaughter.  The day we took possession of the land, we met the neighbors and found out that they "just happened" to be Noelia's very good friends from Awana and our homeschool group.  And ... they have horses and dogs and cats, too.

On Saturday, she spent a happy afternoon with her friends while Bruce and  I enjoyed time on the land.  On our way home we talked about what the Lord had done just for her.  She knew it wasn't a coincident that her friends happened to be our new neighbors.  She knew she had been blessed once again by a God who cares about His children. 

And Grandma's prayer was answered.

Saturday, December 10, 2011

The generous heart of a grandchild

How refreshing it is to be the benefactor of a grandchild's innocent generosity! There is nothing quite like it.

It happened to me the other day, and it will always be one of my treasured memories.

We had been running into road blocks trying to buy a certain piece of land, and I think our grandchildren must have sensed our discouragement. I must have been saying "if we get the land" instead of "when we get it".

Noelia looked up at me with innocent sweetness mixed with underlying determination.  "Grandma, you can have my money to buy the land."

I was touched; how could I gently refuse her generous offer.  "Sweet heart, you need to save it so that when we get the land you will have almost enough to buy a pony."

She wasn't satisfied. "No, I want you to buy the land with it.  Nathanael wants you to use his money, too."  Apparently they had already discussed it between themselves.

I was floored.  It didn't matter that what they had to offer was like the widow's mite.  To them, this was more important than their lifelong dream of owning ponies.

I realized two things.  One, our grandchildren had given much thought to their grandparent's dilemma, and had worked out their own solution to the problem.  And two, they really, really want us to have that land. (see Old Fashioned Grandparents)

I guess it's a craving they inherited from their grandma.

Sunday, November 27, 2011

Old fashioned Grandparents in an old fashioned setting

Have you ever done something "crazy",  but deep down you knew it actually made good sense, especially when you thought of it in terms of your grandchildren?

To most of the world we are considered at the retirement stage of life: Sit back, pick up your knitting needles, and enjoy doing very little. 

The problem is that inactivity is neither healthy, nor fun, nor is it very productive.  Yes, knitting may be a useful way to spend an evening, and the grandchildren will enjoy the socks or sweater, but is it enough?

For us, even though my husband has just gone through a major health crisis, being couped up in the house (trailer) is losing its charm.  Even the joy having the grandchildren over for breakfast and homeschooling does not completely quiet the restlessness in our souls.

Our grandchildren need a place to visit to run and be free.  They need a place to interact with more of God's wonderful creation.  They need to feel a part of a team effort to see the land bring forth in abundance.  And personally, I think their grandparents need it, too.

My husband and I are looking at buying a piece of property in the country.  We took our grandchildren with us when we went to see it.  They were enthralled.  "You've just got to buy this!" is what I heard several times that day.

I find I want to be the old stereo type grandma that my grandchildren can spend time with on the farm.  I want my grandchildren to be able to feed some chickens, cuddle a bunny, and maybe even milk a lamb.

I want them to pick some beans and try their hand at selling produce at the farmer's market. I believe they would be good at it.  And maybe some day I could even help them start a small farm based business from Grandpa's and Grandma's farm.

Why do I want all this for my grandchildren?

I believe that raising food is going to be an important skill to have in the next decade.  Our food supply is being changed from what God created, and is now mainly man modified distortions.  It is getting harder and harder to find real food.

Somebody has to take on the responsibility of keeping seed and livestock going after its kind, and yet very few of our grandchildren are being taught the basics of farming.  Most children have no knowledge of how to be self sufficient. Great Grandpas and Great Grandmas have sold their farms and moved into little apartments or trailers, or even big houses in town, and this generation of kids has never been privileged to spend a summer on the farm.

So, this grandpa and grandma are in the process of trying to rectify that problem, at least for our own grandchildren.  We look forward, Lord willing, to being old fashioned, hard working, living off the land, farming grandparents again.

Saturday, September 10, 2011

A Poem for Grandparent's day

 Grandparents, We Love You

We're blessed to know that we are loved
By someone wise and true,
Someone who loves us as we are
That someone, of course is you.

You listen not just when we smile,
But even when we grumble,
Although you sometimes have to say
We shouldn't always mumble.

We want you to know we love you too;
 We really do adore you.
 We appreciate the things you do,
And thank God daily for you.

Happy Grandparent Day

Dedicated to each of my dedicated grandparent friends who follow this blog.

Friday, September 2, 2011

Hugs and Tweets

This article was published in the Grand magazine over a year ago, but I wanted to bring it back for Grandparents day.  I think it is important to all grandparents, but especially Christian Grandparents.

"Grandma, do you know what we haven't done for a long time?" Noelia pulls me toward her as she speaks. The long time refers to at least half a day. I wrap my arms around my six year old granddaughter, and she squeezes tight and then flashes her adorable smile. She'll ask for a hug at least four or five more times during the day.
Nathanael probably won't ask. At eight, he is too old to voice the need in words, but he may pull me over to him, and when he does he won't let me go. And frankly, I don't really want to let him go either, not now, not five years down the road.

Our grandchildren are growing up in a totally different world from the one we were raised in, and the experts are telling us that their brains are changing to match their world. Texting and tweeting, Face Book and chat rooms, these are the main socializing tools our grandchildren will be familiar with. They will need less of the affection part of the brain in their new environment.

Maybe that should thrill me. They are, after all, going to have the world at their fingertips. What an awesome privilege! They'll have all that knowledge at the click of a mouse; they'll have friends by the hundreds on a social network instead of just the one or two next door like I had when I was a kid.

But it doesn't thrill me. To be honest, it scares me. I love my grandkids. I want them to feel more than the touch of a key pad; I want them to know a hug is more than just a cute little animated picture on a computer screen; I want them to feel the warmth of loving arms around them; I want them to have a clear understanding of what affection is all about.

Can a grandparent make a difference in the brain structure of their grandchild? I believe they can. If we start when they are all innocence and a sponge for love and be there for them, be the lap they can climb on, the best friend they can touch and hug, the understanding ear that listens, we stand a much better chance of keeping their affection as they grow into texters and tweeters. And that affection may keep the vital part of their brain, the socializing part, from shrinking away.

If we can keep a strong personal bond with them through their teen years, until they are ready to find their life's mate, maybe they will be more prepared to relate to that one special person with the affection they will need for a good relationship.

Some day, when my grown, good-looking grandchild leans over, gives me a great big hug and says "Hey, Grandma, I want you to meet someone special." I hope I will be able to look the adoring future mate in the eyes and say, "you've found yourself someone who really knows how to love!"

Since writing this over a year ago, one of  my grandsons did find his someone special.  The poem: A Grandson Getting Married was written for his wedding.

Thursday, August 25, 2011

Clip of Grandpa Bruce preaching about Grandpa Abraham

We are many miles away from our grandchildren right now, but we haven't forgotten about being grandparents.  

Bruce talked about Abraham, in his role as a grandparent, in his first sermon after his illness.  

Here is a 2 minute clip from the sermon: 


We hope to be back with our grandchildren before Grandparents Day.

Monday, August 15, 2011

Christian Grandparents are hurting for their Grandchildren on Grandparents Day

Are you hurting as your grandchildren gearing up for their annual trip back to Egypt this month?  Does this coming Grandparents Day hold a sadness because you know the precious souls of your grandchildren may be lured to their spiritual death by the public school system this year?  Do you feel more like crying than smiling when your children wish you happy Grandparents Day?

If so, what can you as a grandparent do to prevent it without pushing (a fault I admit to) or nagging (another nasty trait of mine)?
  1. First and foremost: pray.  Hold your children and your grandchildren up in prayer daily.  Be thankful for them and the blessings they are.  Pray for wisdom for your children and for yourselves in your dealings with them.  
  2.  Offer to help financially.  Are you holding on to a retirement fund that could be put into a Heavenly bank account?  Or perhaps you are giving your money to places that are not baring fruit?  Donating tuition fees to send your grandchild to a good Christian school could make an eternal difference in your grandchild's life.  Most parents would gladly send their children to a reputable Christian school rather than have them exposed to the rotten elements of the modern public school.
  3. Offer to help with homeschooling.  What are you doing with your time that is producing eternal results?  Homeschooling grandchildren rewards you both in this life and the next.  Spending time with your grandchildren will encourage a lasting bond that is invaluable.  You will become their hero, the person they go to with their questions and their problems.  Think of the influence you could have in their lives if you would be willing to sacrifice your time to teach them.
  4. If your daughter or daughter-in-law can't afford to stop working but would like to be a homeschool mom, it might be worth the cost to subsidize their income so she could stay at home and teach her children.
  5. Read up on and share as much as you can find on homeschooling.  Share, but don't push (much harder said than done).  Their are so many statistics that point to the importance of homeschooling, but it is necessary to exercise extreme caution in how the information is presented.
  6. Do a search for blogs about homeschooling.  Read the blogs that make homeschooling exciting.  Share your excitement.
  7. Check local Christian schools. Get a list of graduates and how they have fared after leaving the school.  This can be very impressive.  Take your family to any productions the school puts on.
  8. Keep cheerful no matter how hopeless it looks, and keep praying.
  9. Believe God will answer your prayers, and keep praying.
  10. Be willing to sacrifice everything you have: time, money and health for the spiritual life of your grandchildren, and keep praying.
Never forget, Grandma, Grandpa, God loves your grandchildren even more than you do!

Have a happy Grandparents Day - September 11 in Canada, and USA

Monday, July 18, 2011

Looking for a series of Good Books for young Readers

I have a question?  I am trying to stock my library of books for my 7 and 9 year old grandchildren to read for themselves.  I have seen information about Andi's Pony Trouble (Circle C Beginnings #1)  and it looks like my grandchildren would love it.  Have any of your kids or grandkids read this series, and if so, how did they like them? 

My grandchildren love horses and I thought they would be good but I want to know whether they teach Christian values, and whether they will hold the attention of active children.

I would also be interested in hearing about other books that you have come across that are worth while reads for kids.

I would be delighted if you would leave a comment stating your favorite books for children. If you have done reviews of any really good books for 7 to 9 year olds that teach values while holding the child's interest, feel free to add a link in your comment to your blog book review page.
Thanks so much.
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