Monday, April 9, 2012

When Hesitancy Doesn't Stop You

We could have backed out. Easily backed outThe hesitancy in her voice told me we really weren't doing her a favor by stopping in for a visit. 

The week the two older children would be at VBS and she just across the street, I decide to initiate a call to see if the youngest two and I can come for a short visit.

"Oh, I don't know. They don't really know me. We could try it. Maybe just for a half hour or so - you know, I haven't changed a diaper in years," she wearily debates.

Well, I promise I won't ask you to change a diaper," I reply.

"Okay, well let's just try it," she succumbs.

I originally think our visit will be for her sake. Now, I question my motive.

It could very well be determined that she would rather not have her day interrupted with visitors. Yet I determine that I need to do this, if not for her, for my children - for me. I want them to know her - the mother of the man who stumbled into the life of a women raising six daughters already reaching puberty. The mother of the man who introduced me to the mountains, camping, fishing, cribbage, and tennis.  The woman who lost her husband more than twenty years ago and has depended her very life on her Savior as long as I have known her. The woman who has not let an encounter go by without sharing Jesus.

A family function has always been the venue for when we would see her. But, those are few and far between. Simply running into her has become rare as the years have passed; paces speeding up as she is slowing down.

The three of us arrive and I push the button in the entryway so she may buzz us in through the second door of the senior citizen building. The door buzzes open and she announces she will be waiting at the elevator. We visit in front of the elevator for several minutes, she in a chair facing us, getting acquainted with Drew and Madeline. Drew shows her all of his "owies" and is captivated as she shows him hers.

"What happened? " on repeat keeps the conversation a flow.

"Here, I want to show you something," she tells Drew and invites us around the corner to the 400 square foot space where she eats and sleeps and pours into scripture.

She has a yellow ball tucked away and she directs Drew to form a triangle with Madeline and herself, then they begin rolling the ball to one another.

Thirty minutes passes quickly and it is time to walk across the street to pick up the older two from VBS.

We say good-bye. She hands me a box of cards and wonders if we'd like the Max Lacado Hermie themed birthday card set. I thank her and take the box with the vivid cover and hand it to Drew, knowing he would like to see the picture.

She asks Drew and Madeline if they will come visit again.

On the way out, I remember the last VBS the oldest, Robby, attended and how she walked across the street for the last day's picnic. I know the answer, but I invite her again to the Friday afternoon picnic.

Too many people. Too far too walk. It is true. I know a lot can change in a couple of years at her age.

Drew walks out the front doors behind me, with Madeline straddling my hip, and yells back to her, "Good-bye...thanks for the puzzle!"

All are smitten.

In that moment I'm so glad we went and didn't let the hesitancy I sensed in her voice - in me - stop us. 

Two days later, I show up to the VBS picnic a little early, pushing Drew and Madeline in the "Chariot" double stroller onto the VBS grounds at the YMCA, and the first person I see standing there waving me down is her. Grandma Anna.

An edited  re-post in honor of Grandma Anna's life, who passed away last month.
Grandma Anna (left) with Grandma Eva (right) in 1998
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25 comments:

  1. Hey there...i haven't seen you lately...good to see you again. What a sweet...sweet story...and that picture is priceless...oh I want to be swinging all the way "home"....blessings~

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  2. It is so good to listen to His leading...and how often do we do things for others only to find that the blessing was really intended for us?

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    1. Yes, true words. I think every time there is a blessing for us. Love how God works that way! Thanks, Kim!

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  3. such a wonderfully written post!!
    And that picture!!! precious!!!

    xxxx

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  4. I love that picture so very much. It's perfect.

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  5. Oh. This makes my heart swell! So glad you pushed past her hesitancy. For whoever's sake. It was a God-ordained encounter.

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    1. God-ordained indeed. A lovely memory to hold. Thank you for stopping by!

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  6. Oh, this story. This sweet grandma. Savor the time. I'm proud of you for pushing through.. wish I had done that more often when my dear grandma was still here. Busyness really robs us of what matters. Hooray for your slowing down and making time :) Hope your Easter was marvelous!

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    1. Thank you, Alicia! You are always so enocuraging to me!

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  7. I love the pictures--especially the swinging seniors! :) So glad you pushed past your hesitancies, Theresa!

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  8. Love that picture! Oh, that hesitancy wouldn't stop me from what I know I should do, even if it is hard.

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  9. I'd love to have met Grandma Anna. So beautifully written. A fitting tribute.

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  10. I remember Grandma when you brought her to Bible study! What a precious story you just told...

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  11. Wonderfully written post and such an encouragement to all of us who have aging grandparents and parents that we need to take time to visit before time slips away for good on this side of eternity. Thanks for sharing!

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  12. OH, that picture! Swinging! Go grandmas. I think I like this woman. Makes me smile.

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  13. I was intrigued when I read your title and then I started reading, and kept reading, and kept reading and I am so thankful that I did! By the time I got to the end and saw the picture, I was in tears! Thank you so much for sharing this touching story with us :)

    I found you through Soli Deo Gloria. Blessings to you.

    visiting from Here to Find Him

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  14. This story touched my heart. I love that last picture.

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