Grandma was old school.
She believed in memorizing Scripture. Her children knew more than 300 verses by heart. They entered - and won - their share of Bible quiz bowls.
So, when I spent one week of summer vacation with Grandma, she sent me to the guest room one day with a Bible. "Memorize the 23rd Psalm," she said.
I stretched out on the double bed and stared at the open Bible. I read the passage. Pretty. Kind of like poetry, I thought.
And it was beautiful. Today, however, it is far more beautiful to me.
The Lord is my Shepherd; there is nothing that I lack.
In green pastures, You let me graze...
...to safe waters you lead me.
You restore my soul.
You guide me along the right path for the sake of Your name.
Even though I walk through a dark valley, I fear no harm, for you are at my side;
Your rod and staff give me courage.
You set a table before me in the presence of my enemies.
You anoint my head with oil...
...my cup overflows.
Surely goodness and mercy will follow me all the days of my life.
And I will dwell in the House of the Lord...
It's time we were all like those grace-filled grandmothers. Encourage your little ones to read and memorize Sacred Scripture... and help them to see the beauty of Jesus Christ and His Church! pass it on...