After spending a long weekend at the beach with Josh's wonderful family.. his grandparents, and two aunts and uncles.. I began to really miss my own family..
Tonight I called my grandparents, which I try to do often. If I don't get around to calling, I email or send a card. I don't think I realized how much of an impact they've really had on my life until recently. Growing up in church, spending time with them in God's Word, working with Campers on Mission with them, being prayed for daily, getting the greatest hugs in the whole world when I see them.. they are a true blessing. My grandparents are the most God-fearing, Christ-centered, loving people I know. They have always done for others, tried their hardest to provide for the needs of all of their family (and we have a huge family!).
My Grandma told me tonight that she loves me more that I could know. She prays for Josh and I daily. And that her family is the single most important thing on this earth. I told her in response that I love her very much.. she then responded, "believe me, we feel your love even though the distance between us is great, we feel it." How can she know exactly what I need to hear? The reassurance that she knows beyond a shadow of a doubt that I love her. And that she loves me. Because she's my Grandma. She knows my heart, and the things that I need even when I don't know that I need them. She is my hero. How did Grandpa know after only a couple minutes of conversation that I needed Grandma? Because he is my Grandpa. He knows the inner workings of my soul.. he knows with I need before I do. He has been there, the silent encourager and Christ-centered man in my life. He is my hero.
Josh does not understand why I cry after talking to them on the phone.. but they are my Grandparents, my family, my heart. I miss them everyday.. and wish we did not live 14 hours away. But they are in my heart and I am in theirs. I feel their love, as they feel mine.
Thank you, Lord, for my Grandma and Grandpa..
