Gift Them With Love

For the Lord loves the people…
From Psalm 149:4

We’ll celebrate four of our grandchildren’s birthdays this summer. Some years ago, Grandpa and I came up with a creative plan for these special occasions. Rather than purchasing numerous gifts which sometimes go by the wayside in short order, we decided to share the gift of our time with them. We typically plan an overnight stay, a special dinner and an outing for each one. Our hope is that these efforts will underscore the love that we feel for them twenty-four/seven. To date, our plans have met the expectations of all concerned. So it is that the tradition continues in spite of the pandemic’s challenge to be particularly creative and safe this year!

You know, I recall very few of the gifts I received on my own childhood birthdays. What I do remember are the celebrations with my mom, dad and siblings who sang “Happy Birthday” to me. On those special days, though gifts weren’t always plentiful, the cake for dessert was. I remember the story books and picnics shared, the reassurances at 3:00 AM when I couldn’t sleep and the “I love you!” that accompanied good-night kisses. I especially remember the forgiveness offered after a much-deserved scolding.

In the end, perhaps Grandpa and I will succeed in giving our grandchildren the best gift of all -the affection of a couple of grandparents who truly loves them.

Dearest God, we would not know how to gift one another with love if you had not shown us the way. Thank you! I love you, too!

©2020 Mary Penich – All Rights Reserved

Dear Sweet Cubby

…the one who humbles himself will be exalted.
From Luke 18:14

At a recent gathering with my sisters, I lamented the closing of a once favorite restaurant. Though the food was wonderful and the atmosphere was welcoming, the owner was even more so. We chose this eatery often, especially when we had our mom with us. You see, that owner was Ron Santo and our mom was a fan.

It was around 5:00 when we arrived that evening so long ago. On the way into the restaurant, our mom wondered aloud if Ron Santo would be there. As it happened, the Cubs’ famed third baseman made one of his frequent appearances to mingle with his patrons that night. When Mom saw him, she flew out of her chair to greet him. Ron Santo graciously shook her hand. Unfortunately for him, our mom didn’t let go. She pulled the poor man to our table. “You have to meet my five daughters,” she insisted.

Mr. Santo never stopped smiling as our mom dragged him along. When they arrived at our table, we apologized for our mom’s enthusiasm, but he would have none of it. Ron Santo looked at us and said, “Well, you sure have beautiful daughters, just like their mother!” He chatted with us for several minutes, gave our mom a hug and then went on his way. When we left the restaurant, Mr. Santo made a point of saying good-bye to Mom. Though this beloved Cubby is remembered for so much more, I’ll never forget his kindness to our mom.

Loving God, help me always to appreciate the good people who grace my life.

©2018 Mary Penich – All Rights Reserved

Enduring Love

Your love endures through all generations.
From Psalm 145:13

We celebrated our wedding anniversary a few weeks ago by going out to dinner. Our sons managed to surprise us by alerting the restaurant of this event beforehand. Our waitress seemed genuinely pleased to be in on the secret as she smile broadly when she welcomed us with, “Happy Anniversary!”

Went we went home afterward, I suggested to my husband that we celebrate further by revisiting our wedding album. As we poured over our wedding photos, tears threatened several times. I pointed out many loved ones with us that day who have passed on from this life. Each one left a significant mark on my life. Our own family continues to benefit from the love these good souls showered upon my husband and me so long ago.

Though I know my loved ones present and passed on are not perfect, they have all added to the richness of my life. It seems to me that the most important gifts we give one another are time well spent together and love.

Thank you, God, for the people you have given me to love in this life and for those who have so generously loved me.

©2017 Mary Penich – All Rights Reserved

The Gift of Love

For the Lord loves the people…
From Psalm 149:4

We’ll celebrate two of our grandchildren’s birthdays this summer. A few years ago, Grandpa and I came up with a creative plan for these special occasions. Rather than purchasing numerous gifts which sometimes go by the wayside in short order, we decided to share the gift of our time with them. We typically plan an overnight stay, a special dinner and an outing for each one. Our hope is that these efforts will underscore the love that we feel for them twenty-four/seven. To date, our plans have met the expectations of all concerned. So it is that the tradition continues.

You know, I recall very few of the gifts I received on my own childhood birthdays. Still, I do remember the celebrations with my mom, dad and siblings who sang “Happy Birthday” to me on those special days. I remember the story books and picnics shared, the reassurances at 3:00 AM when I couldn’t sleep and the “I love you!” that accompanied good-night kisses. I especially remember the forgiveness offered after a much-deserved scolding.

In the end, perhaps Grandpa and I will succeed in giving our granddaughters the best gift of all -the affection of a family who truly loves them.

Dearest God, we would not know how to gift one another with love if you had not shown us the way.

©2017 Mary Penich – All Rights Reserved

The Gift of Time

If you then, who are wicked, know how
to give good gifts to your children,
how much more will your heavenly Father
give good things to those who ask him.

From Matthew 7:7-11

My son and daughter-in-law have three beautiful daughters who truly grace our lives. Grandpa Mike and I could not have asked for more. I admit that both of us have to work at not spoiling our granddaughters. Though I am not much of a shopper, I find something that the girls would like whenever I venture out. Most of the time, I restrain myself. I love these little girls and I enjoy their company. I don’t want my overindulgence to change this. While I lay on the floor playing with them this afternoon, it occurred to me that the best gift Grandpa and I give our granddaughters is our time.

Dear God, as I reflect on Jesus’ life among us, I find that Jesus was most generous with his time. He stopped to speak with everyone whom he met along the way. Though Jesus offered healing and forgiveness, those precious moments in his company were the greatest of his gifts. Thank you for gifting me with the same.

©2014 Mary Penich – All Rights Reserved