March 24, 2009 | My Jottings
Yesterday I asked my daughter and her husband if my grandson Elijah could spend the night at Grandpa and Grandma’s. I have a bad sinus infection and don’t feel good at all, but I’m not contagious and Elijah is no trouble and is always such good company.
After dinner while I was resting in our bedroom, Elijah was playing happily at the foot of the bed with his Legos. He built ships, swords, and various Star Wars implements with them. Then he played a neat one-person game called Rush Hour, and we chatted while he played. He seemed to understand that I was under the weather, and it was a pleasant, quiet evening as I rested and we enjoyed being together.
When it was time for bed we played “I Spy With My Little Eyes” as we always do, choosing something in the room of a certain color, while the other person tries to guess what it is. These simple games are honestly very enjoyable for me because there’s nothing more wonderful than just being with my grandbabies.
When I tucked Elijah into bed, prayed for him and told him all the things I loved about him, it was quiet and peaceful. After a few minutes he spoke up sleepily and said, “Grandma, there are three things that are the same in you and me.”
“Really? What are they?” I asked, wondering where his thoughts had taken him.
“Well, you and I both like green and blue. And we both like dogs and have dogs.”
“You are so right, Lije. Those are things we both have in common. What’s the third thing?” I asked.
He sat up halfway on his elbow a bit and looked straight at me from his pallet/bed on the floor, so I knew the third thing he was about to share would reveal something momentous in his estimation. Elijah nodded solemnly as he said, “Grandma, and we both have lamps in our bedrooms!”
Someday Elijah will understand how much it means that we actually share flesh and blood, and a heritage of faith in Jesus, but for now, green and blue, dogs and lamps are good enough for him.