Posted by
Dave on Tuesday, March 10, 2009 8:06:14 AM
Dad Can You Start Praying to be Rich Again.
That was the phone call I received a few weeks ago from my daughter Jill. I laughed and asked why. She said that she and Matt (her Husband) were trying to have a baby and so far have had no luck and if I prayed to be rich maybe it would help. There is a story behind that statement; you see I tell a story to my grandchildren, that when ever I prayed to be rich I would end up with another grandchild. You see it goes back to when I had to close my business and I was really depressed for I thought that I had lost everything and was beginning to think that I was a failure for it is hard starting over again in your mid 50s. Yes I was feeling sorry for myself. So this is how the story goes: You see every time I asked to be rich my son (who was married at the time) had another child which meant I had another grandchild. First came Brittanee, then Dominique, I tell them that I would say God no I need to be rich, but then came Jordan and then Dylan and last came Mckayla. My son is now a single father of five and about this time he was also out of work and him and all five of my grand kids were living with me and I was wondering how we were going to put food on the table and pay our bills. So one night I was really depressed and lying on my bed and talking to God well really complaining and said God I really don’t think you understand what I have been asking for I want to be rich. Then I felt like someone was trying to tell me some thing but I did not understand. About that time as if on cue my youngest granddaughter came into my bedroom and climbed into bed with me and gave me a big hug and kisses and said grandpa I love you. It was at that moment that I realized that it was God trying to tell me I was rich. Richer far beyond my wildest dreams no not with money but with love. She looked up and asked grandpa are you crying, I said no I just got something in my eye and gave her a big hug back and said I love you to. Now when ever I get depressed my grandchildren seem to know without being told that I need that hug and those words grandpa I love you. So as it turned out God did answer my prayers but just not in the way I expected but then he does have a habit of doing that don’t he. Oh and yes I am asking to be rich again so maybe he will bless my daughter with that child she wants and me again with another grandchild. For as we all know you can never be rich enough.