I want my grandsons to remember whenever I saw them, my face showed joy! I want them to remember the hugs, snuggles and love which had no limits. I want them to remember the fun things we did together . . . the science projects (the year we decorated Easter eggs by adding vinegar and baking soda to the food coloring making lots of foamy color, the time they were able to make “lava lamps” or the time we did the anti-gravity water experiment) and baking cookies (after all, a grandma’s cookie jar must not be empty!!!) I want them to remember the books we read – and the stories we wrote (such as my oldest grandson’s, “Super Josiah Saves Grandma From All the Robot Spiders in History").
Yes, many wonderful, sweet memories for sure. But most importantly, I want them to remember how I told them God loves them even more than do I. I want them to remember how I told them in this world people will sometimes tell them things which do not agree with God's Word, but no matter how much we like the people, God's Word is always right. I want them to remember the times we prayed together . . . and the many times when God answered our prayers!
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