From the Mouths of Babes

My grandmother was a very strong, determined woman. I loved my grandmother dearly. For years I tried to share with her how much Jesus loved her. I would get the same response over and over again. She would point out that she had sinned too much in her life, and she could not get into Heaven. As much as we tried to tell her she was mistaken – she would simply change the subject.

From the time I was a little girl until I had small children of my own, that is the way our conversations went whenever they turned to churchy subjects. When my oldest son was 6 years old, that changed.

My grandmother had become very ill. She had many ailments, and frequent doctor appointments. She did not drive, and needed help even getting in and out of vehicles. I began taking her to doctor appointments, grocery shopping, and taking care of whatever errands she needed done.

I was having a very frustrating morning. We were running late, and I needed to get my children to school, and get my grandmother to an appointment. We rushed out of the house, got my youngest dropped off at preschool, and continued to the elementary school – only to realize there was no school that day.  So, Hunter would have to spend the day with me running my grandmothers errands. He was thrilled to be out of school, and more excited to see his great grandmother.

We arrived at my grandmothers’ house with very little time to spare. Both were very excited to see each other. On the way to the appointment, my grandmother began chatting with Hunter. She asked what he had done the weekend before. He brought up church, and some of the activities that he had been involved in. She made some comment about not going to church.

I sat driving and praying that my little boy would be some encouragement to her interest in the faith that was so precious to us. Amazingly, he actually shared the plan of salvation with my grandmother – and she listened. At one point, she asked me if what he was saying was correct – it was. They talked for 25 minutes all the way to the doctor. This was more time than she ever allowed for such a conversation.

To my knowledge this was the first time, my grandmother was open enough to listen. At least we know she heard what God wanted for her.

It is amazing who God will use in any situation. My grandmother passed away soon after that conversation. No one knows if she actually made a decision to follow Christ. But, we know that she was given every opportunity.

That was my 6 year olds very first witnessing opportunity; very precious memories.

Don't let anyone look down on you because you are young, but set an example for the believers in speech, in life, in love, in faith and in purity. 1 Timothy 4:12