When I was a little boy, I was very frightened of thunder, and would cry whenever bad storms would come. One summer, my mom and I were visiting my aunt, who still lived in Louisiana at the time, and was caring for my grandfather. One night, a really bad storm came, and I freaked out, because of the loud thunder. My mom tried to calm me down, but at eight years old, I wasnt trying to hear that. Suddenly, my grandfather called me, and told me to come where he was. I went, and sat on his bed shaking with tears in my eyes. He looked at me and asked, whats wrong? Grand daddy Im scared of the thunder, was my reply. My grandfather looked at me, and told me that I shouldnt be afraid of thunder, because it was just God walking around checking on everything He created, and that I should listen, because I was supposed to grow up strong, and walk around checking on my stuff like that one day. Grand daddy Ill be big like that one day? I asked. You already are J, he said. It just takes a little time for your body to grow up. After my grandfather told me that, I immediately stopped crying, felt like I could beat up anybody, walked down the hallway to the room where my mom was sleeping, and told her I was going to sleep in the bed with my grandfather, because he had just told me I was big. I never feared thunder again, and whenever it storms outside as it is today, I think of my grandfather, and how he helped his eight year old grandson conquer fear in his young life. The message in that will hit some of you later...............
Posted on: Wed, 05 Nov 2014 22:48:51 +0000
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