The Precious Things…

The Precious Things...5-30-25

Sometimes what we think are our hearts desire becomes better than expected and less at the same time. Growing up the way I did, I always wanted several children and many many grandchildren to fill our lives. I have two sons on Earth and two babies in Heaven. I have one grandchild. Family gatherings are precious to me, but not what my heart wanted then. However, I know that God had a plan for this and I fully trust His plan. This is what God knew I needed.

Our grandson is precious to us. I am His Moppy and my husband is his Papa. He is an only child and if there ever was a child who shouldn't have been, it was him. He craves companionship and other kids. He doesn't have many friends at school or at church. He is a loner and talks about just wandering around at school. During the summer, he is with us off and on throughout the days. Every day when he is with us, we go to his Great-Grandmother's house. He sits longingly watching his cousins as they play in their Grandmother's pool about 400 yards down the hill. He sits and stares. I have promised him we would get a pool pass this year as I won't be at work much this summer. I know when I have taken him before he will go from group to group trying to find someone who will talk to him or play with him. He does this in his sports groups too. He is trying to find where he fits.

My husband called me on my way home last night. He was upset. He said, "I can't do this anymore." He had our grandson for the day and he watched as our grandson sat waiting for someone to spend time with him. My husband had responsibilities. He couldn't leave those. Our grandson didn't complain, just sat. My husband tried to involve him as much as he could, but the loneliness is there. He watched and stared as his cousins played in the pool. He sat when my husband had to do things on the farm that he could not help with. It was a hard day. I could hear the anguish in my husband's voice and the hurt.

Our grandson has a sweet spirit. He worries about hurting our feelings. But eventually he will seek the friendship from anyone and that could be detrimental. I prayed all the way home on my long journey. I again prayed for God's guidance. I always do. I cried out to the Lord again. I always do.

Our hearts ache. We did not want him to grow up lonely. But, sometimes he is. He plays videos or watches YouTube a lot because that is all he has. I cry out to the Lord to show me what I need to do or say. How I need to help? I just pray.

I grew up being lonely and I know what it is. I knew the longing. I still do sometimes. I prayed my grandchild would not experience this. But, I know God is in the midst. I know He works all things. Psalm 25:16-17 says, "Turn to me and be gracious to me, for I am lonely and afflicted. Relieve the troubles of my heart and free me from my anguish." You see, when we cry out to God, our prayers do not fall on deaf ears. Our prayers do not return void. He hears. Even as I type this blog, my eyes trickle and my heart aches, but I know He is my comfort and will make a way. My husband and I pray. We will continue to do so. God will bless us with the answers we seek. I believe this with my whole heart. Until I see, I will believe and pray.