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I’m very fortunate to have two wonderful grandchildren. Everyone said how different it would be being a grandparent and I’m happy to say they were right. I’m even more fortunate that they live locally and I get to see plenty of them. I often have the joy and privilege of putting them to bed. These are special moments when sleepy hands and faces are washed, stories read and prayers said. My three year old grandson has developed a delightful ritual as he snuggles down to sleep and asks me to talk to “baby Dedus”. I ask him what he would like me to say and he meanders through a list of people and things that have filled his day that he wants me to mention. He simply tells it like it is. And whispers his own little Amen at the end. These enchanting moments are so precious, not just to me but I suspect to the One who is always listening. We are encouraged to come like children, to share our troubles, worries and concerns, to say thanks for the blessings we have had and to ask for the help we need. Forget magic formulas. Forget good grammar. Forget the wish list. Just tell it like it is. We’re not talking to a cosmic Santa Claus but to someone who really cares and listens. He’s as concerned with the thoughts of my three year old grandson’s heart as He is yours. If you’ve never tried it, or you‘ve tried and given up, feel like your words are hitting the ceiling, try again. Just tell it like it is. You might be surprised at the response.
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Alice
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