Oswald has taken a back seat this week. Our Virginia daughter-in-law, Dawn, and the three grand children have been here since Monday, and that tells the tale. A ten year old, an eight and a six are a delight, but they do consume some time, and when you get old, the time after they get to bed is not the time to contemplate the inner workings of his mind. Sorry.
The last few days have been filled with certain questions: Papa, can we?. Papa will you...with me?, Papa when can we? I could also substitute Granny Lou in any of these questions. When there are three kids those ages on vacation, there are never enough grown-ups to go around.
But it has been fun, and we have played a lot. Golf with Drew has been an everyday experience. They got here on Monday afternoon, and the the first thing we did was walk nine holes. Then there was Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday, and I'm sure that if he could have talked his mother into leaving around nine AM, we would have been on the course before the mowers this morning.
Study time has been non existent, and prayer time mostly consists of a hurried "Thanks for this day, and help us to get enough sleep to do it again tomorrow". Would I trade it in for anything? No Way. I love these kids and only regret that we don't see them more often.
Could it be possible that God sees me in the same way. I may wear Him out with my "can we?, will You? when can we?" questions, but I also know that His love for me is far greater than mine for mine. His regret could be that I don't give Him the time that is available for fellowship. No mileage separates us, other than those that I put between.
Let me use my time wisely.
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