A Grandfather's reflection on the birth of his grandson

Good morning!


Ya never know the magnitude of a given day.  But God does. And I am thankful.  I wrote a letter to my son and grandson this morning. I wanted to share this joy with my family, my church family.  Thank you for your love, faithfulness, and unity in the Gospel.


Psalm 145:10–13


            All your works shall give thanks to you, O LORD,

                        and all your saints shall bless you!

            They shall speak of the glory of your kingdom

                        and tell of your power,

            to make known to the children of man your mighty deeds,

                        and the glorious splendor of your kingdom.

            Your kingdom is an everlasting kingdom,

                        and your dominion endures throughout all generations.  (ESV)



Yesterday morning, I arose with an early call that I was needed. I put on my Pops hat and gladly went to help my son and daughter-in-law.  While little Eleanor and I played, her little brother was about ready to enter this wonderful and confused culture.  My heart could slide or rise in a hundred different directions, but verses from Psalms and Proverbs flooded my mind and then my heart. "Trust in the Lord, Tom, with all your heart...."  Whatever happens today and tomorrow and in the next 20 years is held in the palm of His Hand.  The Good.  The Bad.  The Joy.  The Sorrow.  ALL controlled by a mere whisper of Divine Providence.  And there I rested. And there I rest.


So around 10am yesterday, by the grace of God and the perseverance of a daughter-in-law who truthfully told me of the "curse" a few hours earlier, she bore a son, and my son, who just "yesterday" was playing catch with me with his little mitt, was now a daddy with a son, and a sweet daughter. Both are treasured by family, and family is treasured by all. Or should be. Life's sweetest (and hardest) moments are experienced by families.  God knows something about that, as He created family. 


Our Father, Who art in Heaven, hallowed by Thy Name...in our family.  We love family because He first loved us.  We love our church family because He first loved us. For God so loved the world that He gave His only Son (which I cannot fathom now, but I will thank Him forever.)  His precious Son. The Head of our family.


Today, while my body can be groggy, my soul can be happy.  There is great joy and sometimes great sorrow, which is mingled in most families.  Including mine.  But on this day, November 9, 2018, I remember November 8 with much joy primarily.


Ames Thomas Clemmons was born yesterday. And while I was stunned at his arrival, God was just smiling. The Word of God says that He has known Ames from before the foundation of the World.  He was indeed fearfully and wonderfully made by the Creator of Life.  Zack and Erin were chosen to birth Ames into our world and into our family.  This is quite a mystery, which only means unknown to me but known to God. He reveals His love in many ways, but this gift of life is certainly one of His most beautiful.


As I remember the painting of Jesus holding a little one, a tiny sheep in His arms, I remember little Zachary.  And now, big Zachary holds little Ames.  A namesake, yet I pray he makes much of the Name above every name one day.  Yes, one day, Ames, you will hear these words from your daddy, “Jesus loves you”. You probably already have. Indeed, your heavenly Daddy loves you more than your dad and your granddad combined.  And I know he will show you the picture -


“Fear not, little flock, for it is your Father's good pleasure to give you the kingdom. Luke 12:32


So, on this day after you were born, Ames, your Pops says “Amen”. So be it!



We joyfully welcomed Ames Thomas Clemmons on Thursday, November 8, 2018 at 10:04am.  He weighed 7 pounds and 3 ounces and is 20.5 inches long.


To God be all the glory, Great things He has done.


In Christ’s love and ours,

Pastor Tom, Melissa, and the family

(aka Pops and Missy)


Your kingdom is an everlasting kingdom,

and your dominion endures throughout all generations. Psalm 145:13



Posted on November 9, 2018 .