My parents are coming into town with my handicapped adult sister. It promises to be a wonderful 2 weeks, but really ... TWO WEEKS! To accomodate them we have taken the futon downstairs into the playroom, taken all the toys out of the playroom and added them to the living room, rearranged the loft to accomodate my sister, and hung curtains everywhere to provide a little privacy for them as they visit.
In doing all of this I hope I can really show my parents love - real, Godly love. Love that doesn't communicate that it was a bother to arrange things, but instead lets them know that we love to have them with us. Love that finds ways to share our lives with them and glean from them love to remember and reference in the future. I hope we all create memories and have wonderful times this weekend, and in all of that, I hope my children can recall these wonderful sunny days with Grandma and Grandpa and want to have days like that with their own children.
I just hope I can remember this weekend when I am a grandparent and it is my children clearing their children's toys away and rearranging their homes. It is no easy task to take on visitors. Doing it for 2 weeks is saintly. I need to keep my visits short, but frequent... enough that everyone is happy when you come and sad when you go, and that we all say "Oh we really look forward to seeing you soon!"
Thank you Lord for giving us a home to share, food enough for everyone, and beds to sleep in.
You are more good to us than we could ever know.
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