During our fire, four years ago, our photo albums were heavily destroyed
by soot and smoke and heat.
We hung onto them, even though they are stinky and damaged,
because of the sentimental value of them.
There was no way I could part with them, no matter how the damage.
Yesterday, before Ruby’s seizure and trip in the ambulance,
I had been moving them to cardboard boxes to enable storing them more easily.
As I worked my way through the 19 albums, I had to keep washing my hands
as they were blackened from all that sooty damage.
But in the midst of the albums I found some pictures that were so
precious and in nice shape, I just had to share.
Here’s the Christmas card we sent back in 1992.
We had just moved to our first pastorate in Virginia.
Note the shirt and hat our family hero had on back then.
Seems to already dressing prophetically for his future!
Where, oh where, does the time go? Seems like it was just yesterday I was snapping this
picture taken in the screened in porch of our 2 bedroom mobile home.
And here’s our brave hero holding our sweet-baby-girl-now-turned-missionary-hero….
The look on his face says it all. He was smitten and so pleased. He loved having a tiny baby sister.
There are days when this mama just has to pause and remember. Thankful. Always, always thankful. No doubt, the moments fly by so quickly. But once upon a time, my big kids were my babies…and I suppose there will always be times for each of us when we long for them all to be little and living at home again, safe in my our arms.
Thankful for all who pray regularly for my treasures.
Your prayers are not taken lightly to this mama.
Thank you.
“I will love You, O Lord, my strength.
The Lord is my rock and my fortress and my deliverer;
My God, my strength, in whom I will trust;
My shield and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold.
I will call upon the Lord, who is worthy to be praised;
So shall I be saved from my enemies.”
My God, my strength, in whom I will trust;
My shield and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold.
I will call upon the Lord, who is worthy to be praised;
So shall I be saved from my enemies.”
Psalm 18:1-3
Love your beautiful pictures of your family when they were little. We scanned a bunch of ours after our fire, as the smoke and soot seems to make them continue to deteriorate. By scanning, we were able to reprint, but also to have a digital copy of pictures we never had a digital of before. If they were behind plastic, some times we left them under the plastic, as that held them together to scan.
Thank you for sharing your precious memories with us. Even more treasured because they survived the fire. So many people I know rush their children though the stages of life and are relived to have them finally on their own. I truly can say I enjoy each and every stage they go thru and home schooling them makes our bonds even stronger. Some times I wish they could stay small forever. I always try to pause and absorb the precious moments when I see them. I want to remember them forever. Mine are all growing up so much. God is right. Children are a blessing of the Lord.
Thankful for those beautiful pictures… what treasures they are!
continuing to pray Linny!
These are just beautiful!
I remember putting my hands on my belly shortly before Ben was born and thinking, I will never be able to keep him quite this safe again. But of course, life in there was somewhat limited, and I guess that's the other side of it – finding the courage to let them go so they can really live and fulfill their destiny!
Oh yes, it goes by much to quickly. Sometimes I want to punch time in the face! Haha. I am praying for your babies big and small. Praying for all of you sweet lady.
I will be with him in trouble, I will deliver him and honor him. With long life will I satisfy him and show him my salvation.
Amen !! Praying …
Praying for you all as often as you come to mind,
almost daily.
Love from across the ocean.
Adriana
Beautiful, precious memories, Linnie. Time is fleeting…hold your babies close in your arms and heart. Praying for your son who is serving our country, Sweet Ruby Em and your whole family.
Love to you,
hollym.:)