What will be said of today? What legacy do we leave each day as the sunsets on another day of life on this earth. The moments and memories of each day slip quietly over the western horizon into the legacy of time never again to be repeated. Only to be remembered. Will today's memories be of kindness and concern or of hurt and wrath? We each get to choose our own adventure. We can not drag another along a path they don't want to travel.
This past weekend, my parents have been in town. I only know because they sent a text to J. Once again refusing to find a welcome at the front door, but insisting on penetrating our back door! When will they see that by refusing to deal with the problem they are only further deepening the legacy of lies they have begun?
I woke this morning with my dear Sophia needing a hug, and these words circling in my mind until I found her asleep and could come put them onto paper:
This past weekend, my parents have been in town. I only know because they sent a text to J. Once again refusing to find a welcome at the front door, but insisting on penetrating our back door! When will they see that by refusing to deal with the problem they are only further deepening the legacy of lies they have begun?
I woke this morning with my dear Sophia needing a hug, and these words circling in my mind until I found her asleep and could come put them onto paper:
Two paths diverged in the life of our family. One was marked as "the pathway of Loving the Wrath of Justice" and the other as "the Nurturing Love of the Savior." We took the second, and That has made all the difference!
Stephen is two years old. For nearly his entire life, you (V & K) have dished out a Legacy of the Silent Treatment and the Wrath of Justice. What a Legacy YOU have Built!
When you would like to journey instead down the pathway of Nurturing Love, we would love to have you join our adventure!
The sands of time can't go back, but every tomorrow can be either the first day in a new direction or another block in your Legacy. Agency was given unto us by God.
Notice that the ugly duckling was forced to leave what she knew and find a new place. She was not welcome by those who claimed to be her parents or siblings. She was forced to find a new place. It is not a fun journey, but I testify that there is another way. Wrath and deceit are not the only way. There is such a thing as love that is nurturing and kind! That was not the home I came from, but the one I choose to build for my children and their children and their children's children! I will treat all as the beautiful divine being that they are! The power of the Priesthood of God will succeed! I know who the winning team will be! They will be found with those who appreciate, listen, and care about all around them!
Farmor thank you for your example in a dark world of jealousy, ego and hate. Your light of love and kindness built a beautifully pieced tapestry of love that will never be forgotten! Thank you!