I mentioned recently that my daughter and son-in-law were getting ready to bring forth my first grandchild into the world, and they succeeded in doing that this week–my grandson, Hudson, was born on August 2. I’d forgotten what a blessing it is to hold a little tiny person in your arms.

The arrival of the next generation in my family tree has made me ponder a number of things, not the least of which is that the God who has walked with and guided me throughout my life (even when I wasn’t paying any attention to Him) is also walking with and guiding my daughter and her husband through their lives. This same God is also patiently waiting to guide my son and other daughter through their lives, as soon as they have eyes to see that He is there to help them. He is also waiting for Hudson to call upon His name, but in the meantime, I pray and trust that His shield of protection will protect this child.

It also occurred to me that thousands of generations of people have prayed similar prayers to that very same God over the centuries–and God has been there with them and for them throughout the ages. His love for us extends from one generation to the next. Ours is a good God. He loves us and wants what is best for us. He helps us if only we whisper His name.

What more could we ask for across the generations?