When we first moved to Augusta, we lived on Westwood Avenue, which was a very short distance from the Church of the Nazarene. As it was always the practice I would take the grannies (the grandkids) to church every Sunday. I would load them up in my Honda Civic. Marcelle and Moira would be in a regular Sunday school class and Lochlan always had fun in the nursery. Shae was not yet born.

After all the grannies were buckled up, I would ask them what day is this? Their response was, “This is the day that the Lord has made, Let us rejoice and be glad in it.” The next verse we taught was “Be still and know I am God.” They recited that with great gusto, proud that they remembered.

Like many grandparents I felt the responsibility to teach my grannies all about the world and how God created everything — all the beauty expressed in nature, the moon, the sun, the stars and all the creatures of the earth. How strong and powerful and a very loving God we worshiped.

At one time when Lochlan was in my care on a daily basis, I was running late for an appointment and very hurriedly I grabbed Lochlan’s outerwear and told him, “Grandma is going to be late.” Lochlan spoke loudly and seriously, “Grandma, why don’t you just ask God to hold the time so you won’t be late?”

My face was cracked with a half-smile and I thought of this scripture from Mathew 18:2-5: “He called a little child to him and placed the child among them. And he said, ‘Truly I tell you, unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven. Therefore, whoever takes the lowly position of this child is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven. And whoever welcomes one such child in my name welcomes me.'”

Nira O’Connor

Augusta

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