Monday, September 14, 2009
I woke thinking of my grandmother. Most of what I know of her I learned from my dad. When she was a small girl, about 8 years old Grandma went to work in the mines. Her job was to sit beside a door for 12 hours a day and open the door when the horse-drawn ore-cart came by. My Grandma was always cheerful when I met her. My grandfather was a bricklayer and took my grandma out from the mines and across the sea to Canada. She is an example of what perseverance really means.
Good morning John...Had a good chat with Carol S. at work yesterday....shared news of her visit with you...was awesome to hear. This story about your grandmother reaffirms how 'the apple doesn't fall far from the tree'...we who know you are blessed by your perseverance and positiveness...some of the things we learn through knowing the Lord. I can hear your voice coaching kids at AWANA as they memorized Galatians 5:22, 23...'But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, longsuffering, gentleness, goodness, faith, Meekness, temperance: against such there is no law.'
ReplyDeleteLove and prayers always, Deb and family
Dear John, the day after the accident, the children at the VBS learned "God will do what He says He will do!" and it was followed with "FEAR NOT!" Every day I give my children your updates and we pray for you, for your healing. We believe you are walking out of that hospital and when you come home, your life will be testimony to the truths learned at the VBS! love in Him, Connie Gibson
ReplyDeleteHeh Johnny, your Dad's Mom sounds so awesome. We never know our other Grandma but she was so special. She raised her kids on her own, no welfare, and when her husband died your Mom and mine became wards of the court. Took a year before she was entitled to anything. Mom said she used to clean the church in Trail, but would never go to church cause she only owned two dresses and none good enough for the church but she raised god fearing children. When your Mom had polio she invented a stroller (they didn't exist then) to get her around. Every time I went to complain about my lot, I thought of her. On both sides of your family you come for strong, god fearing women, who always put their family first.
ReplyDeleteWow, what a neat story. I really liked that one. Life it good, but you did not warn me that there would be so much work to do!
ReplyDeletethe ministers cat is a 'dumbfounded cat'