My firstborn grandchild "graduated" from 8th grade tonight into high school. It was more of a recognition which I liked. Why not leave the cap and gown to the high school graduation and keep it special. And we were there to cheer him on, give him hugs, smile and share the joy with the family...patchwork as it is. This was followed with dinner and a blessing from the grandparents and parents.
So many things come to mind at this milestone.
1) Emma was able to share the moment. Blessing.
2) PAC gave up the 8th grade dance to spend time with family. Blessing
3) Parents broke bread together and blessed him with words and with presence. Blessing.
4) Grandparents new and old fellowshipped and spoke words of blessing over him.
5) A great grandmother who has shared so many moments in his life was there to speak blessing over him.
6) Tears of joy were shed over him and rejoicing and acknowledgement of the wonderful young man he is now and the potential for the future.
7) I am now old enough to see the passing of time in me, my mother, my daughter and my grandson.
8) The missing of a daughter and son and their families who influenced PAC so much.
9) The witness of God's work in the hearts of so many tonight
10) We need more opportunities to bless our children.
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