I’m grateful that I have had a good life here on this earth. Woodrow and I raised three children who have lived lives that have been productive. We have seven grandchildren who are doing well and the joy of a great-grandchild (Tim’s Elizabeth) who will be two in December. Albert’s second wife, Charlotte, brought two step-grandchildren and two step-great grandchildren. We, Woodrow and I, are in good enough health that we hope to enjoy several more years here, but if we leave this earth, we both know that we are assured a home in heaven.
Some of my favorite poems and sayings are the poem "Footprints",
the "Serenity Prayer" and that little piece of poetry from a "Psalm of
Life" by Longfellow:
Life is Real! Life is Ernest!
And the grave is not the goal,
Dust thou art, to dust returneth,
Was not spoken of the soul.
The whole poem is just as significant as these four lines.
Yes, I love poetry. I like good prose and even light
books if they show the goodness and the rewards of a good life. In light
reading I particularly like Janet Oke, Essie Summers books about New Zealand,
Lucy Walker’s books of the old Australian Outback and Betty Neills books
about England and the Netherlands. I like Emily Loring books, too.
It is good to see our grandchildren grow up and pursue various careers and have hobbies and recreations that differ one from another. We enjoy every one of them and follow their accomplishments.
My prayer for each of my grandchildren, as well as my
children, is that God will Bless them and keep them in his care and that
they will always seek His guidance and seek His will for their lives.
This I leave with you to think about.It’s not what we give
But what we share.
The gift without the giver is bare.
Who gives of himself, with love, feeds three:
Himself, his hungering neighbor and ME.From the Vision of Sir Launfal Lowell.