We live in =
challenging times. In this time of quarantine, my grandchildren =
and I are using skype, instant messenger, email and even >gasp< =
land line to communicate and keep spirits up.
I always ask =
them what they did this past week, and hear of video games, school work, =
siblings fighting and the rare occasional walk or =
One turned the =
table on me and asked how MY weekend went. =
So I said, =
“Light, Dark, Light, Dark, Monday”. =
There was =
silence and deep breathing, and then (over the sound of eyeballs =
rolling) a feeble, “Okay, Grandpa”.
[sigh] Who will =
carry on this important work of lousy puns, pathetic jokes, and lame =
stories when Grandpa is gone??
Dr Bob Griffin
"Jesus Knows Me, This I =