I’m pleased to reblog my mother’s second blog post. Please follow her blog to receive notifications of new posts.
My Prayer Book
I have always said that I had the perfect childhood. My father was a Presbyterian minister; my mother was a housewife. My father was mostly called to small, rural churches. The manses we lived in were supplied by the church and usually had acreage, barns, and outbuildings. I have 2 sisters and twin brothers and I am the second oldest child. My parents were good people, they loved the Lord and my father was a caring, pastoral minister, no one was turned away from his door. We spent most of our lives in church, whether it was on Sunday in the usual services, family night dinners, bible school, Women of the Church, bandage rolling, or any other function that involved the church, we were there and that was without question. Our parents brought us up to know that we were saved by the blood of Christ, and…
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Praise God for your parents.
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My mom was fortunate. My grandparents were amazing people!
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Wow. You are which generation Christian? I am 3rd generation.
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On my father’s side maybe second, but in my mother’s, it goes back several generations.
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Wow. It is so amazing. Thanks for sharing
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My pleasure! You have a blessed day!
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Wishing you the same.😇👍
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Beautiful memories of farm and faith. I have found that both pulling weeds and prayer are best done on my knees.
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Indeed! My mom had a blessed childhood, and my grandparents were true to her description.
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Very heart felt post full of fond memories. It was a pleasure to read.
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Thank you! It was my mom’s first blog post! I look forward to seeing what she writes next!
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