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Don’t Blink

It’s still dark out and I’ve only had half a cup of coffee but I’m wide awake. The big house is quite, with the exception of the humming appliances and the cooing of  the sweetest baby in the world.  I’m sitting here holding my grandson. My grandson! He is as perfect as they come. Pink, thick and squishy. He makes the cutest noises as he sleeps in my arms. And smells so good. What is it about baby skin and peach fuzz?

Mom and Dad are resting from what I’m assuming was a rough night. Oh the circle of life. I do remember those days of sleepless nights. I wish I had someone tell me then not to blink. Because 30 years will fly by. This little one will be in school, blink- driving, blink-graduating college, blink- getting married, blink- having his own child. 

You know what? Knowing what I know now, I would still blink. Because this next stage in life is pretty amazing too. Every stage in life is a gift. It’s meant to be lived out abundantly and enjoyed to the full! 

So today, I know I’ll blink and my kids will be 40 and grandkids will be in school, and I’ll probably have a new pair of knees. But for this moment right here, I’m thanking God! Thanking Him for this gift of life. I’m going to continue to sit here in the dark while this precious one sleeps in my arms. I’ll  just listen to the cooing and try not to blink and love every priceless second of this. 

Pressing On 


“The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy; I have come that they may have life, and have it to the full.”
John 10:10 NIV


“Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows.”
James 1:17 NIV

“I have not stopped giving thanks for you, remembering you in my prayers.”
Ephesians 1:16 NIV


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