My heritage...

One day we all die. We all leave something of ourselves behind with those we've touched. What kind of heritage do I leave behind for my family? What have I done? What have I given? What have I lived? What will there be from me?I am not sure what it will be but I will tell of the heritage that I have been given from those who have meant so much to me.

Grandma Doll showed me that God was real and that He answers prayers. I learned that I can pray about anything and that He was there with me. Grandpa showed me that he loved me. He taught me how to pitch a baseball. I remember that better than anything else. He made me feel important and worthwhile. Grandma Joyce gave me lollipops. She gave me books. She gave me warm hugs and wonderful baking smells. We played games. When I was with Grandma, I learned to have fun and be practical. I learned about life. Grandma never let her disability stop her. She kept on going and persevered.

Carolyn gave me laughter. Phyl opened my eyes to the possibilities. Darlene gave me wisdom and support. Virg taught me that family history is important. Don and Betty gave me warmth and wonderful memories. Their home made me feel comfortable. Milly opened my eyes to new possibilities and new love.

Mom gave me everything. She taught me to keep on going even through the tears. She gave me her support and her love and her arms. She gave me her ears and her heart. She showed me that a gentle spirit can be both strong and mighty. Compassion and boundless giving was always there for me to see and learn from.

Dad. I have learned so much from him. I have seen how important it is to be vulnerable and transparent. My dad has opened his heart and soul and shown me how the Lord will use weakness and make you strong. I see Jesus in Dad's eyes. I learned that you can be human and make mistakes and the Lord sticks with you. He doesn't abandon you even when you abandon Him.

The most important heritage I have is the many facets and expressions that I have seen of the Lord reflected in the lives of my famly. The Lord is my heritage. I hope that in the midst of my weakness and my strength that I will give my family the heritage of my Lord. I want them to love Him.

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