Husband's grandparents were celebrating their 70th wedding anniversary. I have to admit that I get a little choked up just thinking about it. They are an amazing couple and I look forward to telling my children about how their great-grandparents loved so well.
Not long ago we celebrated Grandma Great's (that's how we refer to them to our children) birthday. Their children had arranged for an a capella group to sing. They picked one particular song, Let Me Call You Sweetheart, and it took the grandparents back to the days of their courtship. Grandpa Great had his arm around his bride and tears came to his eyes as he thought on the days gone by and where life had taken them. It was a moment that not many would forget.
So, we fast forward to the celebration of their anniversary and the above moment is etched forever in my memory. I dwell on it often. My own grandparents didn't show love like this. However, my own grandparents didn't love Jesus like this. I shared with Husband's grandparents what it meant to watch them love Jesus well and in turn to love each other and their family well. They, indeed, were leaving a Legacy of Love for generations to come. Their daughters all married and have had long and prosperous marriages. Their daughters love Jesus. In turn, many of their grandchildren have married and are showing hearts that are turned to Christ. While none of the great-grandchildren are quite old enough to be married hearts are tuned to Jesus has done in the life of their family. It's an amazing thing to see and to be a small part of such a larger family.
When I see Grandma and Grandpa they are not holed up 90-somethings that are bitter at life and only deal with their spouse because they have too. No, they still attend church, the play cards, and like to be social. I am pretty sure they have a bigger social circle than I do at the moment. HA HA!! I also see a man who still very much loves and cares for his wife and a woman who respects her husband.
This is the kind of legacy that I want to leave my children, grandchildren, and great-grand children.
Every time I see an elderly couple holding hands or are in arm, my eyes mist up. Zach and I are approaching our 7th anniversary and I just told him I can't wait until our 70th! I can't wait to be old with my hubby :)
ReplyDeleteBeautiful post. I pray that same prayer for my family and the legacy that my husband and I leave behind. Thanks for the lovely reminder.
ReplyDeleteThat's beautiful! :-)
ReplyDeleteI don't even know your grandparents, and this brought tears to my eyes. It reminded me of the elderly couple we saw as we drove through Albuquerque on vacation...they had to be in at least their late 70's and he was lovingly helping her cross the street while cars (like us) had to patiently wait for them. I, too, hope my hubby and I are blessed to follow in such footsteps.
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