Grandparents

 THE QUIET TRUTH GRANDPARENTS CARRY

There is a quiet truth

many grandparents carry in their hearts.

Not one they speak about often.

Not one they bring up at the dinner table.

It simply sits there

gently resting beneath the joy.

Because grandparents know something

children are too young to understand.

Time is moving.

They watch their grandchildren

run across the yard in the springtime.

Little shoes kicking through the grass.

Tiny hands reaching for dandelions.

Laughter floating through the air

like it might stay forever.

And for a moment

it feels like it will.

But grandparents have lived long enough

to know how quickly the years turn.

They know the small child

holding their hand today

will one day grow tall.

They will have their own dreams.

Their own homes.

Their own little ones to rock to sleep.

And a grandparent quietly wonders

how many of those chapters

they will get to see.

But the quiet truth

is not only about time.

It is about something deeper.

Because grandparents also know

the love they pour out now

does not disappear.

The prayers whispered over little heads.

The hugs given in the doorway.

The stories told in rocking chairs.

Those things travel forward.

Long after the years pass

and seasons change

and life keeps unfolding.

So grandparents hold them close

a little longer.

They watch them

a little more carefully.

They thank Jesus

for every ordinary afternoon.

Because the quiet truth

grandparents carry is this:

We may not see

every page of their story.

But God allowed us

to help write

the beginning.