When my arms can’t reach my Grandchildren

When my arms
can’t reach my Grandchildren,
I Hug them with my Prayers. Amen

Life is in phases and people in ages. Sometimes we are young and energetic, and as time progresses we get old and weary. While we are kids, we are usually very dependent for a lot of things. The elderlies around us and our parents usually support us physically, spiritually and sometimes emotionally. As we grow older we become stronger and independent. At this time, we are usually able to do a lot of things for ourselves. We leave our parents, cleave to opposite gender and settle in our own home for fresh breath of life and creation of our own families. All in all, we make life continue.

After setting up our new families, kids follows. At this time, our parents become grandparents to our kids. But the bloodline bond never dies. Usually, our parents want to give our own kids the same kind of love and attention they shower on us when we are young as kids to them. However, nature and life circumstances usually take their place. How do I mean? It is either their grandchildren are far away from them in terms of distance or grandparents are now too weak to support our children physically. Nature in a way or the other humbles and incapacitate them. Yet, the love never dies. They try their best to reach out to their grandchildren in connection with the giver of life.

Grandparents love their grandchildren just like their kids. In certain cases they love them even more. They don’t give in easily to the lack of physical strength and stamina to show them love and care. Rather, they usually turn to prayers to support them either far or near. This is why it is a popular saying that “when my arms can’t reach my grandchildren, I hug them with my prayers”.

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6 thoughts on “When my arms can’t reach my Grandchildren

  • March 8, 2020 at 12:19 am

    I love that thank you

  • March 8, 2020 at 9:54 am

    That’s the only way I can reach both my only grandchildren.
    My granddaughter suffered immensely & immeasurably & passed at 2 years & 1 month from a very rare disorder Oct. 23, 1995 at Sick Kids Hospital in Toronto.
    We were blessed with 3 1/2 more years than her with her brother who also endured much much suffering & pain & passed Nov. 16, 2005..
    The pain does not go away. They will be forever in our hearts & minds until we meet again.
    That’s our only hope which is sometimes very hard to hang on to. until then.
    May their dear souls RIP,
    We will love & remember forever & always,

    • May 9, 2020 at 2:19 pm

      I’m so very sorry to hear of your loss of your beautiful granddaughter and grandson. My❤️heart goes out to you . Peace to you Veronica .

  • March 8, 2020 at 2:36 pm

    Brought tears of joy when I read still sniffling lol

  • March 8, 2020 at 6:21 pm

    Lord I once believed that my prayers would keep them all safe from harm please help remember and believe you did not betray my trust in you when Nate committed suicide. I believe God you are the almighty, the all powerful , and the all knowing. Your love measurable. I want to believe I’ll meet Nate in eternity with you. I need to have that hope that he didn’t make the choice of eternal damnation. I also need to remember that even my family has the choice of how and where they will spend eternity.


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