Monday, July 6, 2009

I adore family history as it links me with the past and with my family. And I was priveledged enough to be given a lot of family history information lately. I have read the telegram that told my great-grandparents that their middle son had gone missing during a mission over the Aegean Sea during WWII, and looked at photos of my ancestors.

What a tenuous thing life is. I am sure these people had dreams, had many joyous and terrible experiences and developed character. And all of these seem to be lost when they die.

But, thankfully, they are not lost, I can see their faces in my family and, God willing, I will meet some of my ancestors in heaven. What a wonderous thing God's grace is, to allow us to live in His presence forever.

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