Journals & Love Letters

 In sorting and cleaning out my Mom's home my brother and I discovered these two journals and love letters.  The journals span the years of 1984 through 1992.  Mom began the first one two months after her mother - my grandma had passed away.  She wrote about how much she missed her.  They had always been very close and the loss left a huge hole in her life.  

Some entries were brief describing the weather and the happenings in the family.  Friendships and gatherings filled many of the pages.   Travels and various adventures were described in detail.

The love letters were much older.  They were kept in a bottom drawer of Mom's vanity.  They had been written by two young people who were very much in love.  Those two were my parents.  Dad was in the Navy at the time and Mom in high school.  

Of all the treasures that were collected and saved during my Mother's life I believe my brother and I found the very best.

If anyone questions keeping journals or special notes; you are leaving a legacy to those who are left behind.  I know I am very grateful that Mom kept hers. 

Have a great week.  Tomorrow is the first day of March.  Will it come in like a Lion or a Lamb?

Hugs

Debbie

"These commandments that I give you today are to be upon your hearts.  Impress them on your children...Write them on the doorframes of your houses and on your gates."   Deuteronomy  6:6-7;9 (NIV)

Journaling

There are many types of journals one can keep.   There are some that record the happenings of the day.   Others may contain your dreams, and thoughts.    Whether  private or shared they are a wonderful way of marking the passage of time.       

Over the years I have kept a variety.   When I was young there were those that were locked with a key.   They are gone now lost somewhere in the past.

  

In  high school one of the English courses required students to keep a daily journal.   It too is no more.

 

What has been kept and stored are my prayer journals.   They are filed away in a safe place.   Over twenty years I have written down daily prayers.   They are important to me...words not only of praise and joy but also concerns...personal and for others.   When I look back over these pages they encourage me.  They show me how God works.  

 Certainly there have been requests that have gone unmet.  Questions that may never be answered on this side of life.  

 

Who will read these prayers when I am gone remains a mystery.  Perhaps within the pages there may be a word, a thought, or even an answer for someone else seeking Him.  

For now though they are a recording of a life's journey.   

                                                              
                                     Thank you for stopping by.   Have a blessed evening !