Oh That Grand Baby
My Grandbaby is 3 1/2, will be 4 in Sept., I wish Brent could have known him, they are so much alike..... wouldn't ya know.
He looks alot like Brent, has some of his mannerisms but not his personality though, I know God gave him to me to help ease some pain, And that he does which leads me to this next paragraph.
His name is Jared, J.T. for short, is playing baseball, so Nana sits in the stands watching Papa, Pops and Pa struggling to get J.T. to stop whinning and get the point of why he has to stand here and catch the ball, to touch the bases, hit the ball with the bat not other children..... as he whines I'm hot , I'm thirsty, lets go to McDonalds, I want to sit with Nana, where's mama and so forth. Soooooooo he wants his Nana and I went to the fence to console him, and he says no I want Nana, (on the field)!!
It has been 15 years since I was "on the field" with Brent..... BUT I looked into those baby blue eyes filled with tears and something happened, one of those GOD things. I took that little hand and assumed my position. I crouched down beside him to give instructions and was in AWE of what happened next. He caught the ball like a pro, threw it home came back and high-fived me, and then did it all over again and again and again. It was like he and I were the only two on that field, we became one so to speak or God and Brent showed up. Then he went to bat and he did just that. EVERYONE was amazed..... I truly feel Brent called me out at that very moment I could feel his presence. I had the greatest time ever in a long time..... I found a new high!! I cannot wait until next Saturday!!!!
He looks alot like Brent, has some of his mannerisms but not his personality though, I know God gave him to me to help ease some pain, And that he does which leads me to this next paragraph.
His name is Jared, J.T. for short, is playing baseball, so Nana sits in the stands watching Papa, Pops and Pa struggling to get J.T. to stop whinning and get the point of why he has to stand here and catch the ball, to touch the bases, hit the ball with the bat not other children..... as he whines I'm hot , I'm thirsty, lets go to McDonalds, I want to sit with Nana, where's mama and so forth. Soooooooo he wants his Nana and I went to the fence to console him, and he says no I want Nana, (on the field)!!
It has been 15 years since I was "on the field" with Brent..... BUT I looked into those baby blue eyes filled with tears and something happened, one of those GOD things. I took that little hand and assumed my position. I crouched down beside him to give instructions and was in AWE of what happened next. He caught the ball like a pro, threw it home came back and high-fived me, and then did it all over again and again and again. It was like he and I were the only two on that field, we became one so to speak or God and Brent showed up. Then he went to bat and he did just that. EVERYONE was amazed..... I truly feel Brent called me out at that very moment I could feel his presence. I had the greatest time ever in a long time..... I found a new high!! I cannot wait until next Saturday!!!!
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