If kids can teach you things... how about those grandkids? Last night Ruth (our youngest daughter), her husband, Ray, and their two kids, Mikayla and Josette, came over for their weekly visit. We spent a couple of hours together and enjoyed some crock pot vegetable chili that Diane (my God-given helpmate) had made. When it was time to go, they were making the rounds of good-bye hugs and kisses. When Mikayla came to me she didn't want a hug or kiss. She resisted the encouragement of mom, then dad and even grandma. Her mom, I could see, was afraid I was hurt by Mikayla's "rejection." Ruth (her name means compassionate) certainly matches her name. The family headed down the stairs to their car. When Mikayla was climbing into her car seat, she yelled out, "I love you Gan-pa!" I know Ruth was relieved. I came back into the house from the garage steps smiling and reflecting.
I know Mikayla loves me. She had come in that evening looking for Gan-pa. When she spotted me she had run to me for hugs. Why she didn't want a hug when she left probably had more to do with teasing me than anything else (at three years old, she has her own personality!). Anyway, I reflected on my relationship with my heavenly Father... He knows I love Him. I imagine He is not hurt when I don't said I love Him. I also imagine He loves it when I do say it!
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