Jesse and His Mimi

   Since Thursday evening and lasting through tomorrow afternoon, my grandson has been visiting our house.  Since my daughter and her family live out of state, this kind of visit doesn't happen too often.  Jesse just turned two years old at the beginning of January.  He is so much fun.  My wife was such a wonderful mother to our children when they were small and that gift of motherhood she possesses is being magnified and repackaged as "grandmotherhood" on Jesse.  He loves his "Mimi" and she loves him and watching that relationship have a chance to grow during this weekend has been so wonderful.  Lincoln logs, a mini-basketball, blocks, random game pieces, magnet letter tiles, and other sundry items that have not seen the light of day for a long time are now mixed in with each other and scattered across the living room floor. My wife doesn't seem to mind as long as Jesse is here and having a good time.  The grandmother/grandchild relationship is one of the purest forms of love imaginable, certainly in the case of Connie and Jesse.
   So it is.  Seriously, this is what genuine human love looks like.  Love is a separate entity from  romance.  Love has nothing to do with privilege or gender or position or prestige.  Love is blind to the entropy that is all around it.  Love is unconditional.  Love is filled with expectation and hope.  Love has nothing to do with the frequency of the visits or the length of the visits.  Love is patient and kind, slow to anger...and now those words are not mine but God's (1 Corinthians 13).  Paul says that a husband should love his wife just as Christ loved the church and gave himself up for her (Ephesians 5:25 ff).  I like Paul and all, but isn't it interesting that he tells husbands to love their wives but he never had to tell grandmothers to love their grandchildren.  I am guessing that is because they have a bond that is deeper than even Paul could describe.
   Don't get me wrong.  I love the child too.  Spending time with him this weekend was wonderful.  But watching Grandmother and Grandson together?  That is magical.