A Grandpa's Fear

 

A Grandpa’s Fear

James 5:16 Confess your faults one to another, and pray one for another, that ye may be healed. The effectual fervent prayer of a righteous man availeth much.

Deuteronomy 6

     You know they are only little.  Bustling, brightly and going out in all directions.  Energy bound then exploding.  Running faster than and into.  Exploring the promised land, will they regard the boundaries set forth by a providential God?  We will see.  We will wait…on the edge of our seats.

     Did we do enough?  Did we make the long pass over the line to the receiver?  Will the grandchild generation run with the ball?  Fumbling is one thing but to completely disregard it is another. 

     As a grandpa, I have led as Moses from the house of bondage.  Their grandma and I were radically saved.  We know the torment and deliverance peace.  Through the Red Sea we walked triumphantly.  The enemy at our backs and overthrown.  We sought a future for our new family.  Wandering in the wilderness of learned trust, we found the world offered us nothing.  Kicking over the Amorites, we tasted of victories promised of a God who guaranteed if we continued to walk in His ways.

     On the lookout from Mount Pisgah, Grandma and I have not passed but continue to watch the fight and settlements as advanced by the Joshuas (their parents, our children).

    So, please pray.  Not magic into our lives.  Not God’s overwhelming hand of comfort to sweep over us.  Pray that you may answer rightly if I come to you with a questioning mind.  We are to confess our faults.  This is one of mine.  A weakness.  My hedge in this part is undergrown.  Please stand in a gap of unsurety and remind me of God’s faithfulness to those who love Him and are called by His name.

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