A few months ago, I wrote about the end of an era
when Hannah turned 20, and suddenly there were no more
teenagers in our family.
Well, as of September 19, a huge new era took its place.
Sweet little Maggie Anderson, our first grandbaby, was born.
And we are smitten.
So many people have told us about the fun of grandparenting.
And we are looking forward to those adventures, the laughter in
our halls, making cookies, and visiting the zoo a bizillion times.
But holding that little bundle in my arms also made me so suddenly
aware and convicted about our responsibility as grandparents.
Maggie is the beginning of “the generations to come,” which the Bible talks about.
Everything I do and everything I have done directly affects her
life. And affects her children. And her grandchildren. That is a
humbling thought. She has her Mama’s eyes and her Daddy’s smile,
but what other family legacies have been passed down in a spiritual
sense? May we all be faithful to this next generation.
I will utter dark sayings from old,
things that we have heard and known,
that our fathers have told us.
We will not hide them from their children,
but tell to the coming generation
the glorious deeds of the LORD, and His might,
and the wonders which He has wrought.
…teach to their children
that the next generation might know them,
the children yet unborn,
and arise and tell them to their children,
so that they should set their hope in God,
and not forget the works of God….
Psalm 78.2-7
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