Last Sunday I became a grandmother for the second time. Yippee!
My son Mike and his wife, Alyssa, had a beautiful baby girl whom they named Grace Elizabeth. The name fits her perfectly since she was born during Sunday Mass.
All week I have been reflecting on what a true blessing Gracie is for our family and how easy it is to love her.
This stands in stark contrast to the emotions I felt when my first granddaughter, Madeline Jean, was born. You see, my husband and oldest son had passed away not too long before Maddie’s birth. I was stuck in a dark, lonely place when she arrived. Happiness seemed difficult to bear.
The joy of her birth was choked by the anguish I felt at going alone to the hospital. Fortunately, my youngest brother volunteered to go with me. While I held the baby, he stood quietly in the corner of the hospital room, offering the gentle moral support of a kid brother. As long as I live I will never forget this kindness.
With the birth of Grace, it seems I have come full circle. I delight in being a grandmother and spoiling these sweet little girls. It’s so much fun since we raised three sons. Now I’m relishing the pink daintiness, the bows and ruffles and giggles. To me, there’s a clear lesson: God is good all the time – we just have to read between the lines.
The heartache I suffered after the deaths of my son and husband seem similar, but small in comparison, to the suffering Jesus endured on the cross. Much as his rising from the dead on Easter Sunday brings back the “Alleluia” in our lives, so in His great mercy has He put the “alleluia” back in my life with Maddie and Gracie.
Reflection question: Think of a way God has put an alleluia back into your life.