“That would make a great picture,” she turned and smiled at me.
I hadn’t seen what she was looking at, out the window, so I asked her what she meant.
“Oh, the guys in the garden with their cowboy hats on.”
I looked and agreed with her.
Our oldest granddaughter looked too and announced, “I put my shoes on!”
I asked her momma if she could go with me to the garden.
As we stepped off the deck stairs her little voice surprised me with a giggle, then she told me why she was laughing.
“Oh! The cowboys!”
I laughed too.
“Yes! Let’s go see them.”
We found Papa setting Bubba down on the metal bench to eat the fistful of green beans he had.
He gladly chopped away while Faye pointed with concern at a grasshopper.
I agreed they are not welcome in the garden, but it would probably leave soon.
She turned to smell a sunflower.
I asked her to do it again so I could get a picture.
When Bubba had finished his green beans, they each found a strawberry to enjoy.
Then my husband walked them to where the carrots are.
He pulled one and the children’s surprise at the carrot popping out of the ground brought smiles to our faces.
Of course our grandson needed to pull his own. (He only had a little help from Papa.)
His was covered in dirt, so I got the hose and began washing it off.
Soon both children and Papa were enjoying fresh carrots.
We decided the tops would be a nice treat for the bunnies and headed over to their cages.
Faye pointed to our female, “The Mommy one! Where’s the Daddy one?”
“He’s hiding right now, but wait, he’ll come out when I put the carrot tops in.”
Of course he did and she giggled.
Next, we went to feed some undersized corn to the sheep and goat.
As Faye petted the sheep she commented, “Soft.”
Papa fed the chickens in the run so the kids could watch them.
Faye pointed to our rooster, “The Daddy chicken!”
“Yes, that’s right. He’s the Daddy, the rest are the Mommy chickens. The Daddy is called a rooster.”
Her attention soon turned to the neighbor’s beautiful gelding.
He’s a pinto and very friendly, but today he didn’t come close.
He’s not used to little children.
She waved at him and told him “Hi!”.
Our grandson had lost interest and they’d already returned to the house, but Faye wanted to check the nesting boxes.
Our son is very good at keeping the eggs picked up, but I told her we could look.
To my surprise, there was an egg.
Faye was glad and as I held it, the warmth against my palm told me it was fresh.
I told Faye, “We will put this one in the carton and you can take it home.”
As we reached the deck and Faye proudly lined her clogs next to our rubber boots, I smiled.
My heart thanked God for His blessings which I’m able to share with our grandchildren.
My husband’s expression told me his heart was also thankful; equally blessed by our time with our grandchildren.
Our daughter related what occurred when she told the children they were going to Grammy’s.
“Their little eyes got huge and they ran to get their shoes on. They were so excited! Then, Faye proceeded to list everyone who lives at Grammy’s house, including the sheep, goat, chickens, and two rabbits!”
I had to chuckle.
Children are such incredible blessings from God.
They have such a unique perspective.
Their joy is contagious.
They are greatly valued by God.
Matthew 18:10 NKJV — “Take heed that you do not despise one of these little ones, for I say to you that in heaven their angels always see the face of My Father who is in heaven.”
Dear Lord Jesus,
Thank You for the gift of children. You have blessed us with children and now grandchildren. We are so thankful to You for each one. Lord Jesus, please continue to teach us through these precious people. It is in Your Word that we realize just how blessed we are and how each one is a priceless treasure. Lord, only through Your Word and Holy Spirit can we find truth and understanding. Only through Your salvation can we be saved. Only in the security of Your redemption can we find peace. Lord, please help each of us to be an encouragement to the children around us. Please teach us how to value others, how to train and exhort, how to love unconditionally, and how to share You with each one. Lord, I lift up these precious people. Please speak to their hearts, train them up in Your truth, and give them the true understanding of Yourself. Thank You. Amen.
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