In my devotion I talked about having reminders in our home of God’s faithfulness:
“The importance of the things in our past that remind us of God’s faithfulness. My things: The dishes that remind me of my grandparent’s marriage – one that was full of true unconditional love that lasted a life time. The marred chairs around my table that were for our “new” home when my now eighteen year-old son was crawling. The quilt in my bedroom, handmade to keep my mother warm in the wagon on those below freezing Minnesota mornings as a child. Piles of scrapbooks that document the life that Greg and I have built with our children. All of these testify that though life is hard, God is good.”
I thought it might be fun to show them to you! The first picture is Mom’s coffee table. A whole lot of praying has gone on here!
First, here is a goblet that belonged to Dick and Mary Jane DeVeny. Dick and Mary Jane were my husband’s maternal grandparents. They were amazing people. They loved God and used their gifts to serve and honor Him. After raising their family in Iowa, they moved away from their loved ones to Ashland, Ohio to serve in printing for the Brethern Church. After many years, Mary Jane developed Alzheimer’s. By the time I became a part of the family, Mary Jane had been living with this harsh disease for at least 4 years. I was so honored to watch Grandpa care for his precious wife for many more years with a tenderness that I had never witnessed before. He was truly Jesus with skin on. I was so proud to call him my grandpa!
Next are my kitchen chairs.
These chairs were purchased by Greg and I to fill the kitchen of our brand new home in Davenport, Iowa way back in 1992. Our eighteen year old son was then eighteen months old. He would hold onto the chairs as he learned to cruise around the table. After a couple more moves, they were given a coat of black paint a few years ago, which you can see is rubbing off. My dear friend, Carol, even painted beautiful olive leaves on them. I just love these chairs no matter how rickety they are! (At dinner I have to keep reminding my kids not to lean back on them! I’m afraid they’ll break.) These chairs remind me of God’s faithfulness to help us to raise our child and his faithfulness to draw them to Himself.
This quilt that belonged to my mother as a child has long since seen better days.
In fact, I think it was handed down to Greg and I to protect our furniture in one of our moves. Then one day, my mother shared with me how they used to put hot bricks in the quilt when riding the wagon on the freezing Minnesota mornings. It reminds me of God’s faithfulness to draw my mom to Himself when she was young and keep pursuing her until she came to love Him later in life.
They completely fill the inside of my coffee table. They tell stories of weddings, births, and vacations. They document my family’s journey in this life. I know one day, the kids will all be gone creating their own scrapbooks with their own kids, but I will still have the memories of the beautiful life God has so blessed me with for the time I have been here.
Like most of you, there are times and days when my life doesn’t feel so blessed. Heartache with those we love tries to wipe away all of the good that has gone before. It is at these times that this plaque given to me by my mother reminds me of what I am to do with words from the book of Isaiah:
What reminders do you have in your home? We’d love to hear what triggers memories of God’s faithfulness to you! Just click on “comments” below!