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Saturday, May 17, 2014

Thankful for my Heritage

I have taken on the monumental task of scanning old slides and negatives, some older than I am.  I have been looking at them first through a viewer or strong light.  I almost didn't scan this one as I thought, it's just a bunch of old camp chairs.  It was labeled simply "vacation."  But I scanned it anyway.  

camp chairs

When I saw it full view on my computer screen, I looked beyond the obvious and saw what was sitting on the small folding chair...a Bible and a concordance (most likely Strong's!).  I thought again how thankful I am for the heritage we kids received from our parents.  I don't know if Dad was preparing a sermon for the Indians in Bishop, or if Mother was just doing some study...and it doesn't matter.  What matters is that we can see what was important to them, even when they were on vacation.

family our church

sharon donna church sign

2 comments:

  1. Through Junior Hi School and all of High School, I always carried my Bible with me. It was simple an automatic reaction, a cultural expectation, an appendage to my life. This was what came from Dad & Mom. Miss them so much!

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