I HOPE YOU don’t mind me taking this weekly space to share with you some of my personal reflections on becoming a grandfather. Quite honestly, there is not much else on my mind right now anyway. So, I might as well share my thoughts with you.
Every year I choose a theme word for the year. My theme word for 2021 is “generations.” Anticipating the birth of two grandchildren this year (our daughter, Sarah, is expecting in July) is the reason I chose this word.
At the end of 2020, I was reading Psalm 145 and God gave me verse 4 as a verse to go along with the theme of “generations.” “Let each generation tell its children of your mighty acts; let them proclaim your power.”
I am “blessed” because right now I am living in a unique space of time where four generations of our family are enjoying life together. Bonnie and I are blessed to have both sets of our parents as an active and healthy part of our lives while a fourth generation of our family is welcomed into this world. We don’t take that for granted and we treasure it.
I am “blessed” because of the heritage of faith that has been passed down to us will now be passed down to this sweet little boy, Paul.
His middle name is William, named after my dad’s father. My grandfather, “Pop-Pop Solberg” died when I was seven years old. I have faint memories of him. He had a short and stocky build; he was what you think of when you think of a catcher on a baseball team and that is the position he played. I remember his warm smile. I remember him making Norwegian pancakes for us when he would visit. I remember his being “fun.”
A few years ago, I was speaking at Camp Spofford and a woman sitting in the back of the chapel introduced herself and told me that she remembered my grandfather. He was a Bible teacher in the EFree church she attended in Brooklyn, NY. She proceeded to tell me about the spiritual influence he was in her life and in the lives of others within the church where she grew up. After he retired from his job, he went into full-time ministry.
When Sam told us what he and Sarah named their son, our grandson, I couldn’t help but think back to my grandfather and to look forward with great anticipation of what God will do in this new addition to our family.
And so now here I am, the grandfather; the “Pop-Pop.” I have the wonderful role of loving, praying, supporting, SPOILING, and influencing another generation of faith.
Out of the trials of this past year, has emerged new life. It is a reminder that God is always about the business of making something new.
This Saturday I plan on meeting my precious grandson, Paul, for the first time. I can’t wait to hold him, kiss him and bless him. I don’t know what God has in store for his life, but I pray that someday he too will tell his children of God’s mighty acts to those who come after him.
I am “blessed” to be a small part of it.
Oh…and my son, Sam and his wife Sarah are doing well. Clearly you can see how the center of attention has shifted!
Thanks for letting me share my joy with you.