Last weekend, we attended a family reunion in Atlanta. Friday night was game night, Saturday a picnic, Saturday night talent show and Sunday morning brunch and worship. The worship time was in the hotel banquet room complete with songs, prayer, scripture reading, testimony sharing and a short sermon. Several who shared gave earwitness testimony of hearing our grandmother pray while visiting her home. My paternal grandfather died in 1980 and my grandmother 1981, yet their faithfulness to God is still being told.
On two occasions, I shared from my memoir, my blog entries. I consider my blog and the journal that I now keep to be my memoirs. Some may think it vain or being controlling, but I want to leave my children and their children something to remember me by in my own words. I think it is interesting to watch a documentary of someone famous and see their grandchildren speak of their loved one’s values, thoughts, dreams and goals. You really know a person when you know their values, thoughts, dreams and goals. I want my descendants to really know me and that includes the value I place on having a relationship with Jesus. As Christ followers, we should do good works and be obedient to Christ’s teachings. I want them to know that good works do not save you, but having a relationship with Jesus does.
I got a couple of chuckles when I said that I was reading from my memoirs, but that is OK. The hearers now know me better :)
Read my post on "attending a family reunion is like looking in a mirror".
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Several years ago I bought a nice, leather bound journal for my dad. Not long before he became too ill to do it, he started writing down stuff for my brother and I to remember about him and my mom. The first thing he told us was how they met and what happened. Then he started to write about stuff in the house and why they were important. After the preliminaries of how he hoped we'd keep some things and pass them down, and how some of the things were wedding gifts, etc., nothing else was written. I guess when he finally decided to do this, he ran out of time. Not a single item and its story was recorded. I took the journal and decided I would try to write in it about Ron and myself and about my parents and their stuff. I started last March, but forgot about it until I read your memoir story. Thanks for the reminder. I'll pick it up and start again.
ReplyDeleteI agree that it is important to leave written words for the next generation. And the older we get that next generation comes more to the forefront. I know I still have letters that my Mom and Dad wrote to each other during WWII. They are a good picture of their courtship and how it was effected by the war. Today, I think my blog is my memoir as is yours. Let's keep writing.
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