Repeat them again and again to your children. Talk about them when you are at home and when you are on the road, when you are going to bed and when you are getting up.
—Deuteronomy 6:7 NLT
The morning air was chilly and the wind howled outside my window, but inside I was cozy, propped up in bed, pillows behind me and a warm quilt thrown over my legs. I sipped hot coffee as I read from Jesus Calling: “A thankful attitude opens windows of heaven. Spiritual blessings fall freely onto you through those openings into eternity. Moreover, as you look up with a grateful heart, you get glimpses of Glory through those windows” (Young 341).
Pausing to ponder those words so fitting on the day before Thanksgiving, I heard footsteps from somewhere else in the house, a sound quite unusual in my home occupied solely by myself. The steps grew louder as they approached my bedroom. The door flew open and my four-year-old granddaughter, Layla, padded to my bed.
“Good morning, Grandma,” she said sleepily, as she climbed up.
“Good morning!” I threw back the quilt so she could slide in, then snugged it around us.
“I like your blanket,” she noted.
“Thank you! I do too. My grandma made this quilt for me a long time ago. Do you see the pattern?” I pointed to the squares, “See the bow tie here and there and there.”
“Uh-huh,” she said slowly, surveying the colorful pattern. “Sometimes Papi wears a bow tie. But bow ties can be different.”
“You’re right, there are different kinds of bow ties. Bows can be tied to wear in your hair too, and bows can be tied around a gift,” I smiled, as I heard my own words.
There was my granddaughter wrapped up in a quilt with bows all over it. A gift. A glimpse of Glory.
It wasn’t hard to be thankful in that moment with the blessing beside me. But can we always be grateful? Can we teach our children the same?