bubba's bungees

A couple of weeks ago

when

Jake and Eli

were here,

Bubba

 took them out on a

grandfather~grandson

outing.

Upon their return here to the house,

Jake

was holding a red bungee cord and

Eli

a blue one.

At this point

I should have known

that trouble was pending,

but remained oblivious.

Later in the day

I heard a very loud crash 

coming from the family room. 

Racing down the stairs,

 I found Jake crying

and Eli

with a very sheepish look on his face.

There is a picture of it

somewhere in all of these blogs of mine. 

It came from Anthropologie,

my absolute favorite store. 

 It was a green fish bowl....much loved by me. 

And there it was,

in several small pieces on the floor.

Evidently

the bungees had been hurled

toward the shelf

holding the fish bowl

with great gusto. 

One of the bungee hooks

 scored a direct hit

 and plunged that fish bowl

right to it's permanent demise.

Jake is still crying hysterically and Eli asks this question,

"Grammy, are you mad?"

Here is what I told him while holding Jake close in my arms....

"No Eli,

I am not mad...

just a little bit sad because my bowl is broken,

but I love you guys

much, much more

than I liked that bowl

so I'm giving you grace."

God gave us

grace

when we deserved to be punished for our sins. 

He put our sins on Jesus

and He bore the punishment for us. 

That is grace friends,

pure & simple.

I bought the replacement today...

It is pictured above.

By the way.....

Jake kissed his girlfriend this morning 

during science class. 

Way to go,

little man.