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Tuesday's Grand Connection Thought
by Mary May Larmoyeux
Do you have a favorite rocking chair? I do. It's the one that I rocked our children in, and then the grandchildren. It's made of heavy wood, I think oak, and I actually paid one dollar for it more than thirty years ago at an auction. It was probably the best buy I ever made!
Sandra Marshall, wrote about her rocking chair, and I thought you'd enjoy what she said:
I'm moving to my new smaller home today. Some of this stuff just has to be left behind because it won't fit. I'll take this rocking chair though. It has scars on the back from the kitten's claws and teeth marks on the arm from my grandson. I need it.
The rocking chair has given me a place to rest so many times—early morning devotions, late night teething sessions, Sunday afternoon visits with my grandmother, and watching sunsets all alone after my husband died.
Over and over again, God has wrapped His arms around me and rocked me gently to a realization that wherever I am in the world, He is with me and He is enough.
I really like what she wrote! I had never thought about God wrapping His arms around me and rocking me in the trials of life.
What about you? Do you have a special rocking chair?
Have a great week,
Mary
Article and Picture © by Mary May Larmoyeux. All rights reserved.
8 comments:
I don't have a favorite rocking chair, but I love the idea of Jesus rocking me in His loving arms. Could anything be sweeter?
Sharon, I sure agree with you about Jesus rocking me in His arms! You know, that would be a neat thought to share with children when we rock them.
I have the rocking chair that belonged to my parents and I keep it in the guest bedroom. When I have a problem to solve or when I just want to relax I sit in the chair and place my hands on the worn places where my parents rested their hands as they rocked. I feel as though I am with them for a quiet visit. It is a special moment. Blessings, Rita
Rita, how neat to sit in your parents' rocking chair and realize that your parents rested their arms where you rest yours! That makes me warm inside just thinking of it.
Our son's older brother and sister made him a rocking chair when he was small. Now our granddaughter crawls into it when she comes to our house. She loves to rock in it and to watch TV. Isn't God good? - S.T.
S.T., thanks for sharing about your special rocking chair! It must be wonderful to see your little granddaughter sunggle in the same chair that her mom once used.
I love rocking chairs. I can remember, after breakfast, when the two older girls left for school with their dad, I rocked my four babies while we watched Captain Kangaroo. I had two sitting on the arms of the chair with my arms around them and two in my lap. We sang some of the songs together and it gave us a good start for our busy day. I now have my parents’ rocking chair. There are times when I go into the room and sit quietly in that chair, place my hands on the worn places and ask the Lord to help me solve a problem. It seems to bring everything into focus. There’s something special about rocking chairs. Rita
Love your family stories about rocking chairs, Rita! It's neat how you put your hands on the worn places when you have a problem and ask God for help. -- Mary
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