Letter to My Grands

Letter to my grands

Dear Grandchildren,

The weeks are flying by and so it’s time for another letter to my grands. Summer is coming to an end and it’s almost time for back to school but because of the pandemic, school looks very different this year. Some schools are starting only virtually, some parents are home-schooling, while others are sending children back in person.

Because you are so young (except for Abby who is a high school sophomore) I’m sure you don’t really understand what all this is about. Truthfully, it’s hard for adults to understand so no one expects you to grasp what’s going on. As a grandparent I don’t envy your parents when it comes to deciding what’s best for you. They love you so much and just want a safe and healthy learning environment for you, which is what we want too.

I’m working at a school this year and my main concern is that I don’t want to carry any germs home to Poppa because he’s been ill. In the 40 years we have been married he’s never been so sick and doctors are still trying to figure out what’s causing it. I worry about him but I know God is in control and instead of worrying, I need to pray more. Unfortunately, when you love someone intensely there is a thin line between concern and worry and very often I cross over into the “Worry Land” and stay there.

This week I was driving to school and it was so foggy it was hard to see the cattle in the fields, or to make out buildings in the distance. There’s a church on the left side of the road and it has three wooden crosses in front of it. I pulled into their parking lot and made a few pictures. Across the road the field is full of cattle but because of the fog you can’t see them. There is also a barn and a pond, but you can’t see them either. It reminded me of a statement one of your uncles made when he was just a little boy, about your age.

We were driving home from school and the wind was blowing really hard. The trees were swaying and suddenly out of the blue your uncle said, “Momma, God is like the wind. We can’t see him but we see what He does so we know He is there.”

That was many years ago but I still remember it because it was such a perfect example of faith.

I wish I could tell you that life as we know it will return to normal soon but as some wise person once said, “The only thing constant is change.” No one knows what the future (or even tomorrow) will bring except God and that’s why your parents take you to church and talk to you about Him. He can be the rock you lean on when times are tough. He can keep you focused on what really matters even when we can’t see clearly.

I love each of you dearly and pray for you each and every day (and your parents too!)

Love,

Nana