Treasures of the heart

"But Mary treasured up all these things, pondering them in her heart." Luke 2:19

It has been two weeks since Henry was born and often I am pinching myself to see if this is a dream. It has taken time for me to ponder what this gift from God means in my life. I am so thankful to God for letting us live long enough to see our grandchild, and even more importantly to see our son see his son. I praise God for His tender mercy toward us all, who sent His own Son, "the Sunrise from on high", to give to His people the knowledge of salvation. I am looking forward to the day when Henry will baptized, when he is acknowledged to be in union with the Triune God, the God of grace and glory. As much as I want to protect and hold on to him, I know that now is the time to let go, because "he is God's workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand, that he should walk in them." Ephesians 2:10. In the meantime, though, because he is not yet walking, I plan to enjoy the part I get to have in the formation of his life as his grandma. I wonder if my life, Rich's and my life, were reflections of God's love to our own children in their years with us? Did they know that we could only do for them what we did with our total dependence upon Him? I think that I, sad to say, showed much insecurity and fear rather than faith and trust. Help me now, God, as Henry's grandma to point him to You, without fear, without worry, for You hold him in your hands!"