Grandparents

I dearly wish that I had the opportunity of knowing my grandfathers. Both of them died before I was born. I envy those that have time with there grandparents. It is not something to be taken for granted. I hope that those reading this that still have living grandparents will spend a lot of time with them. You will not regret it!

On my Mom's side, he was a hunter. If fact he used to take my mom with him on the week long elk hunting trips in Montana (lived in Billings). This seems a little odd considering my mom would never go hunting with us. She does go out with my Dad when he has no one else to go with. I would have loved to talk to my grandpa about his hunting stories and trips. His tips and advise. I have shot a few deer with the old Winchester Mod 70 270 (pre 64) that was passed down to my mom and dad when he died. That is my only connection with him.

On my Dad's side, as far as I know he was not a hunter. He was a very Godly man and was a teacher at Multnumah Bible College in Portland, OR. From what I hear, he was well liked by all the students and there were waiting lists to get into his classes. His love for God and people I can see in my father, and I hope can be seen in me. I have recently got a hold of some recordings of his classes. I am trying to listen to them. It is the first time I have ever heard his voice. Seems odd to be saying that because most people know what there grandparents voices sound like. I am thoroughly enjoying listening to these recordings.

There is one man that I have always considered my grandpa. This family took us under their wings when we moved to Montana in 1982. They practically adopted us. They have been my grandparents for years. I am so thankful for their involvement in my life! The advise and example they set is so valuable. As I get older and see them get older and closer to death, I try to spend more and more time with them. She is one of the best cooks I have ever known. But the biggest trait that I see is her prayer life. She never stops praying for me, and I can see the power of that in my life! He is like a big teddy bear. When younger we would wrestle with him, go sledding, and just have fun. His biggest infuence in my life though is not the fun we had, but his love for God. He buries himself in his study preparing Sunday school lessons, and writing a book. He used to teach a Montana Bible College (at that time it was Montana Institute of the Bible) which is now in Bozeman, MT. The mans wisdom is astounding. He is truely a hero in my eyes.

Some day as time passes, these grandparents too will pass away. And although it will be a sad occation, I will look back with joy on the infuence they had on me and the fond memories, and rejoice knowing that they are in heaven with the God that they love so much. I look forward to the day I will meet them there. I pray that if I am blessed with grandchildren, they can look at me and say, he loves God more than anything, and I want to be like him.