With the arrival of each new grandchild, our family has developed a little liturgy. (This just sort of happened; it wasn’t really planned). After the birth and after the initial regrouping of the family, we are all called into the room to meet the child and hear the name. Then Doug puts his hand on the little one’s head and says, “Welcome to the Covenant!” It is a fitting announcement! One more little covenant member added to the swelling number! And I don’t mean just the number in our own family, but in the community of believers. And think about what a number it is!
Our little grandkids are growing up knowing who they are and who their people are. They are Christians. They worship the Triune God of Scripture. And they are Merkles and Wilsons and Jankovics. There has never been a moment in their lives when they weren’t sure of who they were. They have been worshiping God since they were freshly born. At some point they begin to take in the surroundings, to lift their hands and bow their heads and even say the Apostles Creed with us. But from the very beginning they are included as we gather to worship. They have never been outsiders.
This is a tremendous blessing to the children in our family and in our congregation. God blesses His people and His people know who they are. Our own children knew they were Wilsons from the very beginning. Why would our heavenly Father want His children to be unsure of their family connection? Would your own father give you a rock instead of bread? Of course not. How much more our heavenly Father delights to give us Himself.
And so we welcomed in two new little granddaughters in the last few months (Marisol being born in December). God is filling the earth with His goodness and grace!