I am not the grandparent in my story, but my grandparents were a huge part in my salvation. Neither of my parents actively followed Christ, but my grandparents taught me about Jesus at an early age and I would attend church with them from time to time.
When I was 8 years old, I went to a Vacation Bible School (VBS) at their church. After the VBS, I was at my grandparents’ home on the back porch/deck with my grandfather (Pawpaw). I don’t remember there being much of a conversation leading up to this, but I remember thinking my grandfather could help me accept Jesus into my heart. So, being the bossy granddaughter that I could be from time to time, I said, “Pawpaw, I want to ask Jesus into my heart and I want you to help me.”
He, obviously surprised and happy, gladly led me in prayer to accept Jesus that day and always talked about a dove landing on the deck right after the prayer that he felt was a “sign” from God that He had a special plan for my life. Both my grandparents told that story many times.
Both of my grandparents were firm believers and LOVED studying the Bible and worshipping (my grandfather played guitar and sang, my grandmother would harmonize with him). I learned the value in studying God’s Word through both of them, the patience and love Christ gives through both of them. I still cherish the Bibles my grandmother gave me or I gained after her passing that has notes all over almost every page.
I am so thankful for my grandparents and their influence in my life.
Note: The grandparents were right too! This “bossy” granddaughter is now serving on the mission field!