Passing it On

Seeing Faith in God take root in the lives of our grands brings joy down in the deep places of our hearts.  This past Sunday night, when we enjoyed an MLK day sleepover and were putting the Goodletts in bed, they wanted first for me to tell them a story from my past or that I made up.  I always revert to something from when I was their age—you know – YEARS ago.  Then as we followed up – I reached  for my trusty Bible story book and they begged “TELL us a story”.  Pawpaw came into the room and I turned to him and asked him to tell the story of Joseph who was slave.  The girls chimed in with –

“Oh – that’s the guy who had the coat with lots of colors”

“I know that story”

Jack: (who loves to watch his g’paw shave)  “He shaved?”

T: No, he was a slave

J: What’s a slave?

T: Someone who is in jail.

J: Jail- what’s jail – have you been in jail – Is God in jail?  We played forty questions about slaves and jail for awhile before we could return to the story. 

Our story time tends to take on different meaning and new direction—often helping us see the Scriptures in new light and definitely from the eyes of a little one.

Campbell and Pawpaw are covering NT books and talking about those four writers – when we mentioned Luke was a doctor like her dad, granddad and Uncle Marshall she followed up with, “But, Jesus was the great physician, and then mentioned a verse she’s learned in Trojans for Christ at her school.

Little Clara folds her hands and prays at dinner being strong on the “Amen”.   It is our desire to pass a strong legacy of faith on to our g’children.  It doesn’t happen by accident – it has to be a goal we return to daily.

I love the verse Psalm 78

  and (HE) established the law in Israel,
which he commanded our ancestors
    to teach their children,
⁶ so the next generation would know them,
    even the children yet to be born,
    and they in turn would tell their children.
⁷ Then they would put their trust in God
    and would not forget his deeds
    but would keep his commands.