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Are You A Grandma?

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Are You A Grandma?

Grandma Ballestero

Jeron had lived in the same town as his Grandma Marcia Ballestero for all of his three, nearly four years. He loved to stay over night there and did so as much as he could. Circumstances permitted him to do so, and he enjoyed all the attention and pampering that good Grandmas are known for.

In the evening, when it got close to bedtime, Grandma would take the little man up onto her lap while she sat in her soft rocking chair and rock him. She would have his special little blanket ready to comfort him and he would fall asleep in her arms.

He actually had the run of his Grandma’s house. He had his own room; he was the object of most, if not all of her attention. He also happened to be the only Grandchild for hundreds of miles. Jeron was in hog heaven.

Jeron

Then the day came when he had to move a thousand or so miles away. He was so sad to be taken away from his Grandma. It made his little heart break and real tears ran down his face. Lots of hugs and kisses were necessary to reassure him.

The first Sunday night in his new town, he went to church with his Dad and Mom. For a little kid, not quite four years old, it was almost overwhelming. The church was much bigger, the faces were all new, and he really missed his Grandma.

As the people were all setting back down after singing some choruses, Jeron slipped across the aisle to a lady he’d spotted that was about his Grandma’s age and size.

“Are you a Grandma?” He quietly asked.

“Yes I am.” Was her response.

Jeron leaned up close, and politely asked, “Can I sit on your lap?”

“You sure can,” she said as she opened her arms.

Jeron crawled up onto her lap and went soundly to sleep.

No one today knows the name of the dear lady who offered her lap to a little ‘lost’ boy. Jeron is in his middle teens now and is much too ‘mature’ to speak of such things.

In my mind today, several questions still nag at me:

What was there about her, that made Jeron choose her?

Was it her age?

Was it her resemblance to his Grandmother?

Was it her kind face?

We’ll never know, I’m afraid.

But, what about her?

Why did she willingly hold a strange little kid on her lap and let him go to sleep?

I may not have all the answers, but this I know, she was a real Grandma.

What the word “Grandma means to a little kid, is someone who is loving, affectionate and takes good care of you.

Grandmas come to your defense. Grandmas feed you good. You feel safe with Grandma. Grandmas will buy you things you always wanted, and take you places you like to go.

Grandmas are nurturing and kind. They are soft-spoken and don’t scream at you. Grandmas are very loving. Grandmas make you always feel safe. All kids know this. Grandmas give you their hearts. Grandmas love kids. Grandmas don’t have to be related.

What the world needs are more good Grandmas.

Are you a Grandma?

Written by Martyn Ballestero

October 22, 2010 at 12:42 am

Posted in Family, Grandma, Love

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  1. Here I go again crying. I loved my grandma so much. Grandmas are so important. I want to be nuturing it feels good to me. Sweet!!

    Marcia Ballestero

    October 22, 2010 at 1:25 am

  2. Love this, honey! I do love being a Grandma. One of the best treasures I have been given!!!

    Carlene Branham

    October 22, 2010 at 7:12 am

  3. Awesome as always.

    Steve Epley

    October 22, 2010 at 8:18 am

  4. This is so sweet. My husband and I recently visited with a home missions pastor and wife. They have two children under the age of 4. When they heard my granddaughters call me “Mimi”, they adopted the name. Soon, I was hearing “Mimi” from four different directions. Oh, it’s good to be a Grandma (or Mimi)!

    Thanks for all your heartfelt blogs. They are such an encouragement! God bless you and Sis. Ballestero richly, today and always. Bro. & Sis. Mills

    Charlotte Mills

    October 22, 2010 at 8:42 am

  5. I love it! 🙂

    Jason

    October 22, 2010 at 1:22 pm

  6. i am a grandpa and i love my children and their chilldren with an unconditional,undieing love that was taught and given to me by my foster mother and daddy.Thomas and Arley Mae Smith.thanks to them for the love they gave and shared with over 42 foster children and five children of their own.i owe them everything.i hope i can be just half the person these two people were.

    lloyd coker

    October 22, 2010 at 2:02 pm

    • I Loved reading about your wonderful Foster Parents. God was so good to allow you to be cherished and feel loved. I studied to be a Foster parent and we had five children. Somehow it did not happen but the care was there in me.

      Marcia Ballestero

      October 23, 2010 at 2:48 am

  7. Excellent……

    Lani Ellingsworth

    October 22, 2010 at 2:51 pm

  8. Very touching Marcia. I love it.
    Dad

    Howard Davis

    October 22, 2010 at 5:11 pm

  9. Awwwwww….just precious!

    Christy

    October 22, 2010 at 6:00 pm

  10. What a wonderful story! 🙂

    Patsy

    October 23, 2010 at 11:37 am

  11. I loved this story! Everyone who knows me knows I LOVE being a Granma.. my husband and I are Mamaw & Papaw to all the kids at our church. We wouldn’t have it any other way….it is a privledge to be referred to as such! We have 14 of our own and 1 more on the way…children are the easiest things to love in the world…and it is soooo easy to have them love you back! Kindness truly goes a long way with them.

    Marion Rowell

    January 10, 2011 at 2:46 pm

  12. Really,really love this! What a blessing to be a grandma! The Lord changed me by giving me the privilege to be a Young grandma! Love my grandaughter,through her ,the Lord teacehs me to appreciate more the little children….and as a Sunday School teacher I really needed yo be one….Thank You Jesus! And thank you for this post,Pastor!

    keicyjem

    August 30, 2014 at 1:40 am


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