My Sounds of Music
Whenever I hear thumping sounds coming from above my basement office, I know that they are coming from little feet moving fast. One or more of my grandchildren are here!
That sound is music to my ears. And whatever I am doing, I drop it and rush upstairs, and when they see me, they excitedly shriek "Grampa" and we rush to each other's arms and I hold them up in the air one by one, to their cries of joy and laughter that only little children can make. I think that God truly appreciates parents, for after they have fulfilled their sublime role of bringing forth and bringing up their children and have become grandparents, God rewards them with the pure joy of grandchildren, and they shower them with love and affection without the same responsibility accompanying it as when they were only parents (this with the cautious approval of their parents: "Do not spoil them, Dad/Mom.") There is so much fun and joy watching them -- these little innocents -- at the play area where Grandma has neatly arranged all the toys after they had scattered them in enjoyment all over the family room the previous time they came. And each time they leave Grandma does not tire arranging them neatly again in the toy nook -- all the mini cars and fire trucks lined up in rows, and Lego pieces and shopkins and little ponies and kitchen ware and Hello Kitties sorted out in their respective bins -- even knowing fully well that they will be scattered all over again, but immensely enjoyed by her beloved "apos" the next time they come. It is always a learning moment for me when I see them at play, enjoying each other and sharing the toys they play with. There are times they like the same toy and they want it at the same time, pulling it from each other's hands, and fighting over it. But it always ends with them forgetting they ever fought and they are playmates again, sharing the same toys, and hugging and kissing each other as if nothing had happened. Now I better understand the meaning of what Our Lord Jesus said: "Let the children come to Me, for to such as these belongs the kingdom of heaven." It is a blessing to be a grandpa and a grandma. It is a special blessing to see and hear the sights and sounds of little children -- innocent and pure, simple and uncomplicated. It is a most special blessing to learn from them, and in a certain blessed way once again be like them. "For to such as these belongs the kingdom of heaven." (Lk 18:16, Mt 19:14, Ml 10:14)
"From the mouths of infants and little children you have perfected praise." Psalm 8:2
“See what great love the Father has lavished on us, that we should be called children of God! And that is what we are!" (1 John 3:1)