On Being a Grandpa

I finally got used to being a dad, and now I’m a grandpa.  On January 29^th my daughter Amanda and Aaron Roberts presented us with a baby boy, Owen, weighing in at 10 pounds.

When I held my “baby’s baby,” a thousand thoughts and feelings ran through my mind…like, where did the time go?  Will I live long enough to see him get married?  Who does this kid look like?  More importantly, God thank you for an incredible and beautiful miracle.

I had the privilege of holding Owen for about five hours last Sunday night while my daughter slept and Aaron got some work done.  As a new dad I felt exhausted and ill-equipped.  As a grandpa I feel relaxed and well-trained.  As a new dad I was a servant to my baby.  As a grandpa I’m a servant to my adult child.  As a new dad, I was looking for a break.  As a grandpa, I can give someone a break.  As a new dad, my parents looked old to me.  As a grandpa, my wife still looks young to me.

“Indeed, may you see your children’s children.”  Psalm 128:6a