Eyes that twinkle. It is to my mind the truest mark of a good grandparent. A ready smile, an easy laugh and eyes that twinkle with merriment.
“The eye is the lamp of the body. If your eyes are healthy, your whole body will be full of light.”
Thinking of what kind of grandparent you would like to be (perhaps in contrast or congruency to the grandparents you have), when you are years yet from the privilege, is a question of legacy. The same idea is got at when one considers what kind of lines and wrinkles you accumulate on your face from your most common expressions. We understand that the goal is achieved only through the habitual, daily choice of joy over despair, of finding mirth where others find only deadly seriousness.
Jesus points out the path by commanding us to “store up treasures in heaven” rather than here on earth. It is a deliberate avoidance of greed and self-serving. It speaks to an open handedness that leaves gentle footprints upon this earth. A passage through this current life that ever is filled with the light of the life that is yet being revealed.
So what do you want your legacy to be? A lingering trail of light where you have passed? A void left all the poorer, as though some tiny black hole had torn through this world? Leave it richer, seek riches elsewhere.
Lord, Give me life that I might give as well.