If I could have an afternoon with anyone in the world or in heaven, I would pick my Grandmas. I would sit with them over a cup of tea. I would ask them what they think of me and how I’ve changed. I would ask what they think of what I’ve made of my life.
As wonderful as this would be, I don’t have to use my imagination. I know what they would do. They would smile at me. They would nod at me. They would love me.
Everyone needs to know they are loved. But to be loved by people you admire and wish to emulate – well that is a true blessing.
I think of them so often. Their words have become the grounding of my life. Their actions and faith have given me courage when I had none. Their examples have pushed me to be better. When my days have been dark, they have been lights to my path. I stand on the shoulders of giants!
I am not like them, really. I am less refined, more brash. But they loved me and that is all that matters.
I feel blessed to have people in my life that have shown God’s love. I can imagine God’s love for me because of how I was shown love.
John 13: 34 A new command I give you: Love one another. As I have loved you, so you must love one another.
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