Glenda Mills

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Love Hovers at Grandma’s House

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Love Hovers at Grandma’s House

Rising in the morning
Smell of fresh coffee brewed
Grandpa making mint chocolate chip muffins
Grandkids waking up, streaming into kitchen
Morning smiles and hugs, warming hearts
When grandkids come to Grandma’s house

A new day begins
One, two, three, four, five, six grandchildren
Sitting round the table
Love of God poured out
Filled to brim through hearts of love
When grandkids come to Grandma’s house

Home, faith, family
God’s love hovers over us
As in the beginning
And in our mother’s wombs
Blessings overflow; love rises within
When grandkids come to grandma’s house.

The Hebrew word for moving means to hover with the feeling of tender love, to cherish, to brood over young ones (as an eagle). Does that not sound like a grandmother’s love for her grandkids?

This word however is figuratively used of the Spirit of God, who hovered (brooded) over the shapeless mass of the earth, cherishing and vivifying. What a picture of the Love of God set forth in the first two verses of Genesis.

Join me and read the first chapter of Genesis and let it capture your heart as you picture the Spirit of God hovering over His creation. And while you’re at it, you might want to pause and ask the LORD to hover over you with His love, as He did in the beginning.

And the Spirit of God was hovering (moving) over the face of the waters. (Genesis 1:2 NIV).

Gratefully shared,
Glenda 

10 thoughts on “Love Hovers at Grandma’s House

  1. Beautiful picture of life as a grandma, Glenda. It’s the best!

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  2. Glenda… I am so looking forward to being a grandmother. My son is getting married this May so I’m getting closer. Thank you gor posting this.

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  3. love the way you combined the present with the beginning of time. I will share this with my friend who is about to become a grandmother – any minute!!

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  4. Love the picture of the hovering of the Holy Spirit in the beginning, and the picture of those grandkids sitting around the table while Grandma’s love hovers over each one . . . beautiful post, Glenda!

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  5. Even though I am not a Grandma, this is a great reminder to me, Glenda, of my need to hover a little more over the loved ones God has blessed me with. Thank you for this great picture of “servant-like” love, and the love of the One who created it all! XO

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