Love at the table

It was Easter weekend, only a few weeks ago now. We had oldest boy and the wee ones over, plus Grandpa, youngest boy and, of course, Frankie the dog.  Add in me & Hubbs and we had ourselves a full table.  The kitchen was brimming with the scents of ham and roast turkey, double stuffed potatoes, steamed vegetables, salads and desserts.  The table, loaded with place settings and bunnies, was peppered with talk of egg hunts later on.

As we gathered, little MJ, the youngest of the bunch, leaned over and asked, “Nana, can we pray?”

“Of course we can,” I said.  Seeing her delighted smile, I asked “Would you like to say the blessing, Luvee?”

Shyly she nodded.

Ignoring her brother’s eye roll, she took his hand firmly in hers and watched as he took Pops’ hand. She reached for me and I, in turn, reached for Grandpa who reached for oldest boy who reached for youngest who reached for Hubbs/Pops. Together, we completed a circle.  Even Frankie, lying at Grandpa’s feet, was in on it.

Three and half years old, she waited for everyone to bow their heads before she started to sing, “Jesus loves me this I know, for the Bible tells me so. Little to ones to Him belong; they are weak but He is strong.”

And with that, she clapped, we cheered, and the love at the table was palpable.

The singer with her Easter "Pack-Pack"

The singer with her Easter “Pack-Pack”

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14 thoughts on “Love at the table

  1. Such a sweet scene at that table. The love came through in your post, MJ!

  2. Such love in hearing her strong request. You are always listening, MJ.

  3. isaiah43123

    May memories like these stick with her forever as they guide her to the side of her Creator.
    Keep the Faith!

    • I agree; I remember singing that very same song in Sunday School and watching her face as she sang the words, seeing the pride in her that she had the words right, was precious beyond words. MJ

  4. Aw, what a little darling! She’s definitely off on the right foot in life.

  5. Lovely, so very sweet.

  6. First thing I thought about reading this is, how unless each of us needs to continue to have that same child like faith as we go through life. Someone in her life is definitely planting some good spiritual seeds. great picture to go with this post.

    • Yes, we sure do, don’t we? I have to give credit to her other Grandma and our son; she goes to church with both of them 🙂 MJ

  7. How precious! It’s true that the little ones lead us. Glad you had a beautiful Easter, and that you were able to be with little MJ and the rest of your family! ~ Sheila

    • I love telling that story b/c she was so very pleased with herself and we were all awed and humbled. Just. Pure. Joy.
      MJ

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