My hope in writing in my blog is three-fold:
...to give glory to God's almighty hand in all of our lives.
...to put in writing a piece of our lives for posterity.
...for others to feel God's love for them through my writing.
My mother recently finished my grandmother's book. I have been reading it all week, and I am overwhelmed with gratitude for the stories lived and the stories told. Now that I know so many of my grandmother's stories, she is even MORE beautiful to me. I marvel at what she and her family have endured. I find myself living with more gratitude as I better understand how my opportunities have come into my life. Nothing was from luck... nothing was easy... God's hand was and is in ALL.
My great grandparents are immigrants from Europe. My mind and heart are consumed with the stories of the hardships they endured and the lessons they learned in order to make a better life for their children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren. I want to do even more to honor them.
In reading the stories, I have been pondering the talents and rich influence they brought to America... the recipes, basket making, clothing, carpentry, hard work ethic, and ingenuity. My great-grandfather came to America first to prepare the way for his wife and oldest child. My grandmother was born here in America after they arrived.
My miracle today is how my heart is changing in how I view my ancestors, my life, my opportunities, and my future. There is a scripture in Malachi 4:6, it reads: