Originally Published on January 10, 2023
Grandma Beth’s first GrandGram
I see you there. I feel your desire to share your story. You know. Those nuggets of glory are contained in the grit and graces you’ve gained through your lifelong adventures with Jesus! He is the One who frees us to be HIS HEART’S EXPRESSION to our grandchildren. So let’s go adventuring with Him, shall we?
Here is a story nugget of mine. I heard a divine call for me in January 2019. I listened intently to the voice of the One I love, wondering if I could be so bold as to believe He was urging me into the finest hour of my destiny. A man, unknown to me, came carrying God’s heart for me in a seed. God’s words he spoke over me, giving me glimpses to see a bigger picture of my place in His amazing grace. Permission to dream and plan with His heart for my grandchildren. He unveiled to me my value to them in this season. A seeing I couldn’t perceive, let alone believe, had He not spoken so clearly to me.
He said I’d be rubbing shoulders with a brand new Kingdom community. People who long to leave a legacy that sparks and seeds fulfillment of destiny in their children and grandchildren, the rising generations. We’d be partnering with Jesus, co-laboring to birth into reality what He already sees for these ones we love. I dared to believe it but struggled to receive it in the actual stepping out.
I am trusting God to raise up a Kingdom-minded community of Spirit-filled grandparents who will create meaningful connections with their grandchildren, sow Kingdom legacy into their lives, and prepare them for the fulfillment of their God-breathed destinies!
God plugged me into the provision and protection of a Kingdom community as I grew these past three years in my understanding of the way He was calling me to walk in. I am trusting Him to raise up a Kingdom-minded community of Spirit-filled grandparents who desire to create meaningful connections with their grandchildren and sow Kingdom legacy into their lives, preparing them for their God-breathed destinies to be fulfilled.
Well, when I sat down in my armchair earlier today. In front of me lay my empty shoes. So much potential contained in there to take me somewhere, but I have to put them on. I have to start. I have to admit, I’ve struggled more than a tiny bit to wear the shoes Jesus says are mine. Suddenly, in my mind I could see myself wearing the shoes He gave me, and then a picture came into my mind’s eye of me stooping down to help put on the shoes of one of my younger grandchildren. I know in my heart they are not quite ready to tie them yet, but they are more than willing to try to walk and run and stumble and have fun in the journey of learning to grow into the graces of their God-breathed places in this world.
I have spent three years battling fears that I am chosen to rally other grandparents to know that they are chosen, too. For. Such. A. Time. As. This. Not another time down the road. This very hour matters for our grandchildren. More than we know. But He knows. Fully. And we can trust Jesus to show our shoes the way to go on this journey with them. Each one is uniquely designed by God. Yes. They are growing into their shoes. They need the good news we carry to help them find their way into the fullness of God’s Kingdom and destiny for them.
Are you up for the challenge?
Join me as we discover together with Jesus what glory-to-glory grandparenting can be!