This week started out like any
other. We got up Sunday morning and happily went to church. We
worshiped and led Sunday School with kindergarten and then took two of
our grandchildren out to Subway and home with us until their mom was
finished with the Arnold Days Parade. Both parents were in the parade,
one directing the band and the other marching with their third child
with the JCYA cheerleaders. We only had a short time at home with them
before their mom came and got them. Then my back started hurting. The
next morning I had all seven grandchildren all day due to professional
development. They were exceptionally well behaved and we were having a
great time, though I was limited in activity due to my back. One of my
granddaughters came to me and said that she was itching all over. I was
alarmed only because they were taking care of a puppy to see if they
would keep him. I thought she might be allergic, so I cringed inside
as I checked her back. You will think me strange perhaps, but I was
actually relieved to discover, of all things, chicken pox. I texted her
parents who could not conceive it. She has had both vaccinations, so
how could she have them? I went on line to discover that 8 of 10 do not
get them once they are vaccinated, but those other 2.........at least
it is a much milder case. However, she has been with her siblings and 4
of her cousins all day. Then my oldest grandson came and showed me his
hand. Long story short, it was broken out in no less than 7 cold
sores. I medicated his hand and bandaged it so he didn't spread it to
the rest, gave my granddaughter a mask for the pox and sat in my
husband's chair with a heating pad on my back until the pain eased. The
amazing part to me is that I never once felt constricted in my chest,
frustrated in any fashion or even irritated in the least. Instead, I
had to laugh. They say mishaps come in threes.....I had my three!!
I remember back to about 7 years ago. I had just
taken an early retirement in order to care for my grandchildren so their
parents could work. I was missing seeing the 650-700 kids I cared for
daily. That might sound ridiculous, but I received many hugs daily and I
am one who gives and receives love through hugs. It was important to
me to show love to many children needing hugs because they were so rare
in their young lives. If you've ever worked in the public school
system, you will know what I am talking about. Many times I came home
and cried for children who had confided their hurts to me. Getting back
on track....Going from that many children to taking care of only four
should be a breeze, right? 100% wrong!! Not only was I taking care of
them, working with them on preschool activities, healing their boo-boos,
making sure they got their naps, changing diapers and general all round
care, I was trying to keep my house in order. I was used to going all
day with a clean house and having minimum clean up in the evenings. I
felt like I was in a cage.........at first. Children are a blessing and a gift from the Lord. Like arrows in the hands of a warrior
are children born in one’s youth. Blessed is the man
whose quiver is full of them.
They will not be put to shame
when they contend with their opponents in court. Psalm 127:3
Children’s children are a crown to the aged, and parents are the pride of their children.Proverbs 17:6
Take heed that ye despise not one of these little ones; for I say unto you, That in heaven their angels do always behold the face of my Father which is in heaven. Matthew 18:10
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