I belong to a group of pioneer women who meet every month to share ancestor histories and discuss daily pioneer life.I love being with these women because we enjoy a common heritage. Even though we aren’t related, we came from the same roots.
As we connect with our ancestors and learn of their trials and struggles and painfully sad experiences, I grieve with those who have gone before. It helps me put my life in perspective.
When I throw a load of clothes in the washing machine, I think of the pioneers boiling their clothes and then scrubbing off the difficult stains on a corrugated tin wash board. I know my life isn’t that difficult.
I listen to the triumphs of by-gone years, and know that if they could succeed, I can also. I gain strength from their stories to become better than I am. A sense of synergy comes into my life as I reconnect with them and
I am more . . .
and greater . . .
and stronger . . .
because of them.
Connect with your past. Find gratitude in your heart for them. Grow beyond yourself because of them. Let them bless your life.