"So I’ll cherish the old rugged cross, Till my trophies at last I lay down; I will cling to the old rugged cross, And exchange it some day for a crown."-George Bennard
Saturday, September 01, 2007
A Customary Tradition. (Is this being redundant?)
Here's the same cemetary my Grandmother (Nanaw) used to take me to to feed the swans when I was a young lad.
Back then it was swans, now it's ducks, Canadian geese, and seagulls. I hate the seagulls.
But I love taking the grandsons down to "feed the ducks" and enjoy a time together with no inhibitions. Just a pleasant time together with memories in the making.
This was my first time with Noah. He's 2 closing in on 3 years old in December. My heart is always encouraged when I have my grand children with me. They are very special to my heart, and I thank the Lord daily for them.
"And where your treasure is, that's where your heart will be."
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6 comments:
I used to take my youngest son to feed the ducks..... No grandkids yet.
Grandkids always seem to be fascinated by water...
Grandkids are a whole other joy to the soul.
"No grandkids yet". Hopefully you will have many.
They sure do love the water, you're right.
Thanks for the encouragement guys.
Your comment on TP was balanced and heartfelt. I took notice of your Christlike approach.
Rick
Behold! Thou hast been tagged.
Rick,
Thanks for the encouragement.
Craver,
I'll have to think a day or so on that. It's a blessing to me that you "tagged" me. Thanks.
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