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Tell Your Stories, Stack Your Stones

Tell Your Stories, Stack Your Stones

Stack your stones

And he said to the people of Israel,
“When your children ask their fathers in times to come,
‘What do these stones mean?’
then you shall let your children know,
‘Israel passed over this Jordan on dry ground.’ “
Joshua 4:21–22

Our family spent part of Memorial Day weekend decorating graves at cemetery where my dad and his side of the family are buried. In years past, Mom took Dad’s two elderly aunts and helped them complete the task. Mom would drive from headstone to headstone while the aunts told family stories stretching back to the Civil War. Now, the aunts are gone. Now someone in my generation does the driving while Mom sits quietly trying to pass along the stories.

But every year, her memories grow more fragmented. Every year, I wish I’d paid more attention and rolled my eyes less when Mom and the aunts told their stories over and over and over. Every year, my siblings and I try to piece the remaining fragments of Mom’s stories into a patchwork of remembrance. Every year, our resolve to pass along that patchwork to our children and grandchildren becomes more pressing.

Because our family history matters.
Because old stories matter.
Because that history and those stories are the substance that holds families together.

God knows the importance of shared memories. He created us for remembering. Not only that, he instructs his children to pass on their memories of family and faith and of God at work to new generations.

In Joshua, he commanded the Israelites stack stones of remembrance beside the Jordan River. The commemorative stones weren’t erected as an altar, but as a conversation starter by which stories of God’s faithfulness could be be passed on to future generations.
In the book of John, the author says he wrote the story of Jesus “so that you may believe that Jesus is the Christ, the Son of God, and that by believing you may have life in his name.” (John 20:31)

In 2 Peter, the apostle explains why he continually repeats what Jesus did and said while he was on the earth. The reason, Peter says, is simple: “…so that after my departure you may be able at any time to recall these things.”

God made us to remember. He made us to remember by sharing our stories with one another, especially with our children and their children. By sharing the stories of our lives.

The stories of the lives of loved ones who came before us.
The stories of God at work among our ancestors and among us.
The stories orchestrated by God to bind us together as individual families, extended families, and families of faith.

So this summer, take advantage of the long hours of evening to share stories. Unplug the computer, turn off the tablets, and ditch your phones. Pull out the photo albums. Gather your starry-eyed youngsters and your eye-rolling teens around the table or a campfire. Tell your family stories. Tell stories about God at work in your family’s history. Take time to pass down your faith, one story at a time, so those who love you will find their faith strenghtened and will remember your legacy of love long after you’re gone.

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A Dream and a Prayer

A Dream and a Prayer

school kids

I dreamed of you last night,
Three students who graced my teaching days.
Last night, a decade after the last good-byes
Of my final class of children faded away.

Why now?
My sleep-drugged brain wondered.
Out of all the students
Why these three?

The first question I could answer.
After a day of writing a mystery novel
With a elementary teacher solving crimes,
School was on my mind.

But why these students?
I can not answer, though a reason there must be.
So I whispered a groggy prayer to the One who knows,
Then fell into a dreamless, restful sleep.

Here’s Lookin’ at You, Dads

Here’s Lookin’ at You, Dads

Harlan Extension

So glad this man was my dad.

Hiram guitar

So glad this man is our kids’ dad.

Feeling doubly blessed to have had
Harlan Stratton
and
to have Hiram Philo,
in my life.

Two of the best dads ever.

3 Father’s Day Thoughts for Thursday

3 Father’s Day Thoughts for Thursday

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  1. This year I bought two Father’s Day cards: one for my husband and one for my son. No words exist to describe what it felt like to do that.
  2. My husband and I spent Saturday afternoon washing windows. While there may not be a scientific study that proves husbands who wash windows make good fathers, I’m convinced there’s a direct correlation.
  3. On Father’s Day, I’ll think about sitting on the couch with my dad while we watched The Beverly Hillbillies and Green Acres together. What will you be remembering about your dad?
Top Ten Favorite John Denver Songs

Top Ten Favorite John Denver Songs

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Saturday morning, I was driving to a speaking event when NPR broadcast a story about a newly released John Denver tribute album, with songs performed by current popular singers including Dave Matthews, Emmy Lou Harris, Josh Ritter, and Olde Crow Medicine Show.

I sure wish the man of steel, who thinks I don’t like music much, had been along to see the tears streaming down my face when the radio host played several John Denver songs popular during my teen years. Those songs evoked such strong memories of my older sister (who I thought knew everything) describing this new folk singer she said I would love, of dancing to John Denver songs at high school sock hops and college dances, and of our kids singing along to the John Denver and the Muppets Christmas Album.

The radio story got me to thinking about my favorite John Denver songs and resulted in this top ten list.

10.  Lady, My Sweet Lady–My friends and I usually went stag to high school sock hops and spent a lot of time imagining slow dancing to this song.

9.  Rocky Mountain High–Many of you might rate this song higher, but I love prairies more than mountains.

8.  Leaving on a Jet Plane–We thought deeply significant thoughts while singing this song in tenth grade chorus.

7.  Thank God I’m a Country Boy–The lyrics make me think of my dad.

6.   Merry Christmas, Little Zachary–This one tugs at my parent heart every Christmas.

5.  Follow Me–Yes, about every other wedding from the 1970s used this song, and musicians got tired of it back then. But now, the song makes me think of the people in those weddings, and I like that.

4.  Sunshine On My Shoulders–Because sunshine on my shoulders does make me happy.

2.  Annie’s Song–Because of our daughter.
2.  Country Roads, Take Me Home–Because of our son.

1.  Grandma’s Feather Bed–Because my Grandma Josie shooed her grandkids to the basement where we slept in a bed almost as crowded as the one in the song. We didn’t get much shut-eye, but I wouldn’t trade the good times and good memories for a full night’s rest.

What are your favorite John Denver songs? Why?

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