Love Hovers
Rising in the morning
Smell of fresh coffee brewed
Grandpa making mint chocolate chip muffins
Grandkids waking up, streaming into kitchen
Morning smiles and hugs, warming hearts
When grandkids come to Grandma’s house
A new day begins
One, two, three, four, five, six grandchildren
Sitting round the table
Love of God poured out
Filled to brim through hearts of love
When grandkids come to Grandma’s house
Home, faith, family
God’s love hovers over us
As in the beginning
And in our mother’s wombs
Blessings overflow, love rises within
When grandkids come to grandma’s house.
The Hebrew word for moving means to hover with the feeling
of tender love, to cherish,
to brood over young ones (as an eagle).
Does that not sound like a grandmother’s love for her grandkids?
The first two verses of the book of Genesis uses this word
when the Spirit of God, brooded over the shapeless mass of the
earth, cherishing and vivifying. What a picture of the love of God!
Join me and read the first chapter of Genesis and let it capture your heart as you
picture the Spirit of God hovering over His creation. And while you’re at it, you might
want to pause and ask the LORD to hover over you with His love today.
And the Spirit of God was hovering over the face of the waters.
(Genesis 1:2 NIV).
Gratefully shared,
Glenda
Glenda Mills 
Beautiful picture of life as a grandma, Glenda. It’s the best!
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I agree Vonda…the best life is life as a grandma!
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Glenda… I am so looking forward to being a grandmother. My son is getting married this May so I’m getting closer. Thank you gor posting this.
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Oh how exciting Keiki to hear your son is getting married soon. Oh yes, get ready for the most exciting time of your life. Nothing grander than being a grandma.
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love the way you combined the present with the beginning of time. I will share this with my friend who is about to become a grandmother – any minute!!
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Thanks Marcia!
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Love the picture of the hovering of the Holy Spirit in the beginning, and the picture of those grandkids sitting around the table while Grandma’s love hovers over each one . . . beautiful post, Glenda!
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Thanks Verna, I had fun doing it. Blessings, Glenda
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Even though I am not a Grandma, this is a great reminder to me, Glenda, of my need to hover a little more over the loved ones God has blessed me with. Thank you for this great picture of “servant-like” love, and the love of the One who created it all! XO
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Oh yes Laura, you have lots of love to hover over your loved ones. Do you remember our study in Genesis. This is when I first studied that word…what an awesome loving God. Blessings!
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