Connection with Family

I am grateful for my connection with my family. What fun they are. I cherish my time with them.

“In family relationships LOVE is really spelled T-I-M-E.” Dieter F. Uchtdorf

Connection with God

I am grateful for my connection with God. I love to spend time with Him each day, talking things over with Him, listening to His promptings.

“Then shall ye call upon me, and ye shall go and pray unto me, and I will hearken unto you.  And ye shall seek me, and find me, when ye shall search for me with all your heart.  And I will be found of you, saith the LORD.”  Jeremiah 29:12 – 14

A Sense of Place

The places I am from are many.  They are the places where my ancestors lived.  These places live in my bones and my blood. 

I stand on the seashore.  The wind blows my hair just like it did when my great grandmother stood there.  I feel the sand beneath my feet, molding to my foot just like it did for her. 

I climb the rocky hillsides where my great great grandfather worked the soil.  I feel his love for the land.

My flower garden grows roses like those of my grandmother. 

Hear the quiet of your past.  Let it fill you with life.

Connections

My mother (age 91) has a pear tree with the most delicious fruit. As small children, all of her grandchildren loved to eat the pears when they came to her house. Today they are grown and have moved all over the country. They still love the pears, so I help her dry them and mail them to each grandchild. Now the great grandchildren wait every fall to get the pears in the mail.  Connections bind us together