A PINCH OF SALT N SUGAR = ❤️

One fine afternoon, as the sun was up and blazing, I was getting ready to go to college. That day happened to be one where the puke train thought of paying a visit. Being sick was not on my charts but once in a while the body would try to push the toxins out through a rigorous process where I would end up curling myself and exhausting every bit of energy that was meticulously stored by my body in the recent past.

The contents of my stomach were not very content and wanted a way out. Neither was I able to stay up nor was I able to lay down and rest myself. My Grandma (Patti) came into the room and enquired. Seeing my state, as every grandma would do she sat beside me and started to pray over me. The only part that I didn’t like about that then was she patting me gently and asking me over and again how I was holding up. I would have to wake up from my half-trance and gather up all the strength to answer her and assure her with feeble verbal cues. That frequent cue was sufficient for her to know that her prayers for me were heard.

After a whole eternity, soft footsteps were heard. Wonder Why? Grandpa (Thatha) had entered the picture! He was not able to hold himself back and he kept racing in and out of my room. It bothered him so much to see me that way. As he paced, he was thinking of a fix to help me outta my misery. Boy was I tired!

This happened to be at the time when we had not entered into the era of getting things delivered at our doorstep on a jiffy. Mum and Dad were at work and he didn’t wanna alarm them with this situation. Almost five to six trips up and down, constantly checking with patti about my health, he slowly walked towards me and checked my temperature and his face seemed relieved cos I had not caught a fever.

A lil while later, a tall frame, holding a glass, walked towards me. A magic potion – brimming with ‘oh so much love’ was brought in front of my face! “Drink this”, he said. I held it and peeped into the glass and saw plain water. “A pinch of sugar and a pinch of salt mixed in water makes all the difference, drink it”! I gulped it all up and from the corner of my eyes I saw him smile with a twinkle in his eyes.

Minutes later, I felt that my stomach seemed fine. And lo! I had stopped throwing up! He came and sat next to me and started asking himself why didn’t he think of this earlier? He was not able to wrap the situation around his head and that’s why it took him so much time, he said. Regretting his thought - If I had thought of this earlier it would have eased your sickness away in a jiffy, he added. He stayed by my side till I peacefully drifted away into sleep.

This image of him by my side and curing me, will stay with me forever. Especially when I hold a sachet of electrolyte, his magic potion will be screened in my mind’s eye. How I wish he could brew me another potion just once again.

Grandparents are God’s gift and if you get a lil extra grace – You would become a recipient of A pinch of salt n sugar which equals Love!

Luke 19:10

“…for the Son of Man has come to seek and to save that which was lost.”

Dear Precious lil child! As Zacchaeus wanted to see Jesus, I pray that your spirits be rekindled and you wish to see Jesus again today. Let your heart climb up high and reach out to Jesus. Let all of that is portrayed about you be scratched out. Let God take control, for He has come to save that which was lost. Surrender to Him today. May you find the sycamore tree that was planted for you by God.

Amen