Jewells of Thought

What an incredible problem to have! Going through the house yet again seemed magical. Two of my aunts, yet again, found some intriguing letters. God continues to blow my mind.

There’s no denying God has been in every left and right turn with me on this journey. I never in a million years thought we would have an abundance of well over 30 letters written by grandpa, from some cousins, government agencies. I think I am officially stunned into speechlessness. As my aunt read aloud her dad’s letter I was again floored by the awe of listening to his words. The letter had us in stitches over the mannerisms my aunts and dad saw in themselves that they got from grandpa.

My prayers have been answered I have what I need to finally finish the book and more. This abundance of information mesmerizes me. For years I tried to get information and it was a drought for a long while. Then the dawn digitalization came and records and people started waking up. They began to realize the information of their loved ones is a part of the fabric of the American Country. Sharing their stories and exchanging information is how I pieced my records together.

Why am I being so blessed amid this journey now? Did I need to learn the lesson of persistence first for things to start building like it has? A part of me wants to rip all of this apart and say why this way;I need to analyze how this happened. Then at the same time it’s like God is telling me not to overthink the gift He has given me and of course our family.

These new snapshots into grandpa’s personality, are amazing. He was more comical than I remember him being. I was on the verge of 14 when he died, what would have been different if my head hadn’t been so full of music? Could I have known the man these new letters have portrayed to me? Was I being a little girl with no worries too much I missed out on my opportunity to get to know my Papaw better? Exactly as a direct correlation I listened to my Grandpa Freddy even more. I had 7 years more with Grandpa Freddy and learned to savor his presence in my life. Grandpa Leo’s death was a turning point for me in several ways, but I became more attentive and still he died too soon.

My library has grown exponentially as of this morning. I can’t wait to delve into the books I have accumulated from both sides of my family. These gems I will cherish knowing Alsmans, Lesters, Harbins and Bishops have touched these and read from them. Continuing in the legacy of both sides of my family learning about Christ, asking to be saved and then allowing my life to be used in service to Christ and His will. This is what these little jewels and gems from my family mean to me; a dedication of their service nudging me to carry it on to the next generations.