When she co-managed the Baptist Youth Camp with my father, Mom sent out a newsletter called The Camper. She included a poem she wrote upon the birth of her first grandchild.
To A Grandchild ….
Precious child, I’m so thankful God sent you along to grace my life.
“Grace, your name, “unmerited favor—God’s gift to me—I hardly deserve it.
God, who loves you more than I could, will send you more than merely sunny days and star filled nights.
I would ask only for an easy way for you to walk.
In His wisdom He will allow you Rain, and sometimes dark nights, and through the years, some heartaches.
But from me, only all my love, to help you walk His way.
Judy Malone, November 1982
Thoughts From the Garden 