Happiness!

Written by James A. Frost

The ringing of their excited voices filling the air.
Adventure is the order of the day, and joy is everywhere.
The glad laughter of childhood is so thrilling to hear.
I breathe a prayer that they will always be in God’s care.
Their love is so healing to this aging heart,
I am conscious of a kingly presence near, and joy’s tears start.
Oh, my wonderful Grand-boys, such happiness you have brought.
Fashioned in Heaven, by God’s hands wrought.
In this early morning hour as I write, your radiant beauty fills my eyes.
you have given me the Wealth that money never buys.

My Grands, I love you So!

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Poppy Frost loved all his grandkids while he walked this earth.  I used to love to see him with my oldest son.  They cherished each other.  We lived close and Poppy Frost could come by often.  Oh that all families could love each other and care for one another.  Too often, in this rushed modern world, we miss opportunities to love and care for those closest to us.

Psalm 127 says “Unless the LORD builds the house, its builders labor in vain. Unless the LORD watches over the city, the watchmen stand guard in vain. In vain you rise early and stay up late, toiling for food to eat— for he grants sleep to those he loves.

Sons are a heritage from the LORD, children a reward from him. Like arrows in the hands of a warrior are sons born in one’s youth. Blessed is the man whose quiver is full of them.
They will not be put to shame when they contend with their enemies in the gate.”

If we are to ever see God’s blessing on this nation, as in days gone by, we need to return to being a nation that values children enough to raise them in God’s love.  We need to return to being a nation that cherishes life and not one that destroys it in the womb or terminates it when its societal value is gone.

~Sam Lawrence