As unto the LORD

Two weeks ago my friend Curl Lawler and I went to visit a sweet lady in a nursing home who was celebrating her 90th birthday. Ruby Jordan and her husband had attended our church for years. Her husband has been in heaven for several years. The nursing home is a beautiful facility. As we were walking through the hall to Ruby's room, we passed through a beautifully furnished living room where the residents could entertain family members. There in the middle of the room was a large Baby Grand piano. After visiting with Ruby for a short time I asked her if she would like to go to the living room and sing hymns. She readily agreed. Both Curl and I were amazed at what happened. This 90 year old saint of God sat on the piano bench beside me and for one half hour we sang dozens of old hymns. Her voice was clear as a bell and she knew every word. When I complimented her on how well she sang her reply was, "I never learned to read notes so I had to learn how to sing." WOW! That was a new theory I had never heard...and she sang those hymns from her heart.

When we finished singing she said something that made both my friend and I laugh. She looked down at my hands and said, "you don't have any rings on!" Then looked up at my face and said, "and you don't have any wrinkles!" (The wrinkles were there, she just didn't see them.)

Have you ever heard comments that just seem to play over and over in your head. For several days after our visit I kept thinking about Ruby's statements, "no rings, no wrinkles." But the truth that gripped my heart was this; If I live to be 90, I don't give a hoot about whether I have any rings or how many wrinkles I have but "Dear Lord, please let me have your songs in my heart like Ruby." Rings get lost and tarnish, wrinkles don't matter but it would be a gloomy and sad world without God's songs in our hearts!

What an exciting day it was for me yesterday. I got a call from my granddaughter telling me she was in the hospital. Later they called saying that GRANT ANDREW had arrived...all 5 pounds.

I didn't get the whole story until later...and here it is!

Debbie (her mom) had arrived on Tuesday to attend a baby shower for Amy that was held at the church. They had a wonderful time. On Wednesday they spent the day organizing the nursery and other things that you do to prepare for baby's arrival. Debbie was planning to drive the 5 hours back to Springfield from Memphis. She told me that she felt impressed to stay at least until after the doctor's appointment on Friday.

On Friday morning they arrived at her regurlar doctor's office. He examined her and told her that the baby probably would be full term or later. (Fev. 21.) Not conincedentally, she had another appointment with her high risk specialist the same day. In his office they did another ultrasound and he told her "we're going to have a birthday today; get to the hospital." Due to the fact that the baby was footling breach, they prepared her for a c-section. All in God's divine plan for the cord was wrapped around the baby's neck 4 times. I praise the Lord for how He orchestrated all of the above. Jeremy, Amy, baby all doing well. Both grammas and gramps are rejoicing and well those who know me know I am literally on cloud nine. I went out and bought a Web Cam and am going to buy Amy and Jeremy one so I can watch Grant grow and teach him to talk to Great Gramma.

As some of you know, Amy had begun to have contractions early on and had to be put on bed rest. When this first happened I asked the girls in my prayer group if they would pray for Amy and the baby. Our leader, Linda, said to me, "I will pray for Amy and the baby 4 times a day until he arrives safe and sound." She never missed a day. So many times people ask us to pray for them and it can easily slip our mind. A number of years ago, I made a committment to the Lord. Whenever anyone asks me to pray for them, if possible, I pray right then on the spot. I've prayed at the mall, in the grocery store, in parking lots, in the church foyer or wherever we may be. And then I try to pray when the Holy Spirit brings them to mind. I haven't always succeeded but through my life's experience I have learned the importance of keeping my committment to pray. How I appreciate Linda's faithfulness in praying and God has answered prayer. Now a new generation has started and he is already on my prayer list. I hope to be around to see him grow up (whoa I better get back on my tread mill) to become a man of Godly character and PRAYER!

Why don't you help me decide..should I be Great Gramma, Gramma Great, or G.G?

Love to all of you