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Tuesday’s Grand Connection Thoughtby Mary May Larmoyeux
Last year our family had a mini family-reunion. A highlight was when my mother entered the room. The children had colored some pictures for her and several held flowers. As the little ones were waiting for their great-grandmother to arrive, you could hear excited echoes spread throughout the room: “She’s coming, she’s coming!"
When Mom joined the family, there was something good and right about showing honor and respect to her—the oldest member of our family. The one who has made countless sacrifices for every one of us. The one who knows the stories of six generations. The one who says over and over, “Things have a way of working out,” because she’s seen God’s faithfulness in the good and bad times.
I want to join Mom and pass on her legacy to my grandchildren and great-grandchildren. I want them to know that they can always trust God. That He’s there regardless of the circumstances. I want to model a life that lives out the belief in the words of Romans 8:28—that ultimately all things work together for good when we love God and live our life according to His purpose.
What legacy do you want to leave? What legacy did your great-grandparents and grandparents pass on to you?
Is there any specific Bible verse that you’re praying for your grands?
Have a great week,
Mary
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1 comment:
What a great theme. Even though I never knew my grandparents, I remember expressions from my mother and dad handed down from their parents and grand-parents. Mama; “Mind your manners; Promptness is the courtesy of kings; Always be yourself; Plan ahead; Trust in God.”
Dad; “Respect food; Keep your chin up; It’s a great life if you don’t weaken; Be not forgetful to entertain strangers, for thereby some have entertained angels, unaware.”
As I write I can hear their words and remember how they lived them. Dad never met a stranger and welcomed the downcast for coffee or a meal. Mama was always gracious and could prepare a hearty meal out of nothing. Our parents were loving, honest, hardworking and respectable. We children learned from tragedy and loss when illness struck, as well as the joy of survival. The spirit of recovery is ingrained in our past. Strong family ties, uncles, aunts, cousins and friends were a part of the framework that centered around humor, compassion, survival and celebration of family life ... of our faith. We were taught to hold firmly to principles, to values, to beliefs, and to remember that one reasserts the work ethic in spite of loss, that humor transcends the deepest despair and that a strong faith in God captures the passion for life.
Blessings, Rita
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