As I mentioned in a post last week, we moved my nearly 90 year old grandmother into a “senior living community” last week. She is doing as well as one could expect with the transition and wants to be sure that she can go to church every week and to work as often as possible.
As we moved her, and as others return to clean out her old apartment, much thought was and will be taken as to what to do with things like photos, scrapbooks, old cards, and the other things filled with memories.
She has great photos of her parents, her husband who passed away when I was just under a year old, her siblings, her children, and her grandchildren.
Grandma knew who her kin were.
She not only knew who they were, but she cared for them, remembered their birthdays, and went to events that were important to her. She has several boxes of cards that have not been used yet, and that – in part – is due to the fact that many of her kin have passed away already.
She is the last of the Wilson siblings to be alive today.
While her mind may not be as sharp as it used to be, her scrapbooks catalog her kin much in the way that the first few chapters of Numbers cataloged the families of the Israelites who left Egypt to find the promised land.
Grandma’s ancestors left their European countries before she was born. She was born on a farm in rural North Dakota (now that’s rural, huh?). She did not experience the travels that it took and the events that took place before her birth, but she knew to whom she belonged. She has a strong tie to family.
In today’s reading, we are reminded of the ties to ancestors that many generations after Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob had. Heritage is a theme that we read over and over again in the Old Testament.
Where we come from often helps guide where we are going.
Although the people of God did not know where they were going in the sense that God did not give them a map, they did know whom they followed and who had followed before them.
Their ancestors knew God, and – through that heritage – they could know God.
My grandmother has a heritage of faith as well, and she passes that on to her children and her grandchildren. When she asks if she can leave the senior living community to go to church, it is not just that she wants out of there for a bit. No – she wants to continue to experience God.
The great part about this is that – most often – my brother, sister-in-law, and my nephews take her to church. In her need to go to church, she continues to impact future generations of her kin for the Lord.
Who of our kin need to experience God?
What face of God will they see on us today?
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The blog’s purpose is for me (Stacy) to keep track of my reading through the Bible in coordination with my husband’s sermon series in which he preaches on one book of the Bible per week. We are 4 weeks into the series, and the sermons are available online (click here).