The Lord bless thy bones that they creak not neither pop loudly when thou sittest down and when thou risest up.
The Lord bless thine eyesight so that it can see the intricate workings of thy grandchildren’s technology.
The Lord bless thy mind so that it understandeth the intricate workings of thy grandchildren’s technology.
The Lord bless thine ears so they can hear the sweet voices of thy grandchildren when they say they love thee.
The Lord bless thy knees so that when thou jumpest over small objects in a wild dash to touch base in a game of Hide and Seek, thy joints don’t land thee flat on thy backside.
The Lord bless thy days filled with the happy sounds of grandchildren’s laughter and thy nights when they are tucked up safely in their beds.
The Lord bless thy courage when seeing grandchildren grow up and leave those fun games with Grandma behind.
The Lord bless thy wisdom in knowing when to speak and when to keep still.
The Lord bless thy memory in not repeating too many times, “You are just like your dad.”
I’m sure you can make your own list of Grandma or Mom blessings. There is an old hymn, Showers of Blessings. Some of the words are, “Precious, reviving again.” That’s grandchildren: precious and reviving with youth and enthusiasm. They inspire a whole lot of gratitude for the blessing of being a grandma.
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