Hidden treasures

It has been four months since Dad died. Personal life crashes on, but so do state, national, and global experience. The several days surrounding Dad’s service in May were made much better for me by the presence of all my siblings and their spouses. The fellowship with all of them was sweet and rich, and we looked forward eagerly to hopes of reunion again in August. However, in God’s providence, my brother’s family couldn’t make the trip in August again. Instead, we enjoyed a visit with my sister’s family from North Carolina–she and her husband and their three youngest children, the last two being mid-teens.

As part of her time in Maine, this sister, J, found herself on a mission to learn more about our late Mom, who died 34 years ago of bone cancer, just a few months before J’s wedding. J and her husband stayed with each of our other two sisters on this trip, and both had treasures of Mum to share with her. Pictures and letters and drawings that filled out more of Mum’s life than we’d put together before are now being pieced together by our middle sister, and she began to share that with all of us today. Additionally, she discovered a blog on wordpress.com called twofelines (https://twofelines.wordpress.com/) that described a camp that Mum had attended as a young girl in the 1940s. Talk about a hidden treasure! The author of that blog has no idea the gratitude that my siblings and I have toward her for sharing these memory nuggets with us through her blog!

The Lord continues to bless us with the testimonies of His grace for how He worked through Mum and Dad to accomplish His purposes for His glory, our good, and so that we might enjoy Him forever. I am grateful for the hidden treasures that my sisters have brought out to share with each other, that all of us can be enriched by the life our Mum lived.