Keepsakes

 

 

As one of the two remaining sisters in my family, I have spent hours going through pictures, newspaper clippings, cards, letters, mementos, tangible evidence that my grandparents, parents, sister, aunts, uncles, relatives close and distant did indeed live, breathe, and made a difference in my life as well as the many lives they touched. If I were able to make connections, connect the dots, I am sure it would be an astounding revelation, the number of people who interacted with those that went before me. It would be impossible for me to count the number of interactions with others in my own life; not just passersby, but those that were affected both positively and negatively by me. Pair that with the impact my relatives have had and see how we all have vital roles in this world.

But what to do with this physical evidence? I have no children, only two step-children and two step-grandsons. My family members and their memories and mementos die with me; this hurts. It stops; my living sister has her own children and memories and stories that can be passed on; but we are living in the age of now; the past holds little if any importance. Surely there are many who still value what was, what wasn’t, who did, and who didn’t. I just don’t know many of them.

Do I just keep these pictures, newspaper clippings, cards, letters, mementos, as long as I live? They will be tossed unceremoniously as I have tossed some of Mother and Daddy’s things. Now, I have kept so much of what they had, but we all know there comes a time to let some things go; things they themselves would not have kept much longer. As long as I have the space, I will cull, separate, save, what I can and toss the rest. Knowing these pictures, newspaper clippings, cards, letters, and other mementos are within my home is comforting. So they will stay. Yes, until someone else must go through my pictures, newspaper clippings, cards, letters, mementos of my life to have and to hold, or not.

Dear Lord, things of this earth are of no lasting value, I am seeing this up close and personal. However, at present things are all I have to cling to linking me to my loved ones. They are with You now. Please let them know I care and am caring for their pictures, newspaper clippings, cards, letters, mementos, as long as I am able. When I am released from this world I will no longer need them, as they no longer needed them. Until that time, my heart will hold them in memory, my eyes will see the past in their pictures, my mind will record their life stories. Until that time …

 

 

Matthew 6:19-21  The Message

“Don’t hoard treasure down here where it gets eaten by moths and corroded by rust or—worse!—stolen by burglars. Stockpile treasure in heaven, where it’s safe from moth and rust and burglars. It’s obvious, isn’t it? The place where your treasure is, is the place you will most want to be, and end up being.

 

 

The Treasures of Heaven

Words and Music: Tullius C. O’Kane  1870

 

There’s a crown in Heav’n for the striving soul,
Which the blessèd Jesus Himself will place
On the head of each who shall faithful prove,
Even unto death, in the heav’nly race.
Oh, may that crown in Heav’n be mine,
And I among the angels shine;
Be Thou, O Lord! my daily guide,
Let me ever in Thy love abide.

 

There’s a rest in Heav’n for the weary soul,
’Tis for all by care and by sin oppressed;
To the sons of God it remaineth sure,
And the Prophet says, ’tis a glorious rest.
Oh, may that rest in Heav’n be mine,
And I among the angels shine;
Be Thou, O Lord! my daily guide,
Let me ever in Thy love abide.

 

There’s a joy in Heav’n for the mourning soul;
Though the tears may fall all the earthly night;
Yet the clouds of sadness will break away,
And rejoicing comes with the morning light.
Oh, may that joy in Heav’n be mine,
And I among the angels shine;
Be Thou, O Lord! my daily guide,
Let me ever in Thy love abide.

 

There’s a peace in Heav’n for the troubled soul,
Where the wicked shall from their troubling cease,
And to all the saints like a river flow,
Through the endless ages the stream of peace.
Oh, may that peace in Heav’n be mine,
And I among the angels shine;
Be Thou, O Lord! my daily guide,
Let me ever in Thy love abide.

 

There’s a home in Heav’n for the faithful soul,
In the many mansions prepared above,
Where the glorified shall forever sing,
Of a Savior’s free and unbounded love.
Oh, may that home in Heav’n be mine,
And I among the angels shine;
Be Thou, O Lord! my daily guide,
Let me ever in Thy love abide.

 

 

God pours life into death and death into life without a drop being spilled. ~Author Unknown

 

The fear of death follows from the fear of life. A man who lives fully is prepared to die at any time. ~Author unknown

 

People who don’t cherish their elderly have forgotten whence they came and whither they go.  ~Ramsey Clark

 

Giving up doesn’t always mean you are weak; sometimes it means that you are strong enough to let go.  ~Author Unknown

 

What you need to know about the past is that no matter what has happened, it has all worked together to bring you to this very moment. And this is the moment you can choose to make everything new. Right now. ~Author Unknown

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Revelation

something that is revealed; an enlightening or astonishing disclosure 

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