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Learning from the Past

July 28, 2020 Angela Jeffcott
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My sister and I gave our parents an interesting gift for Mother’s and Father’s Day this year. A chance to write their memoirs!

Through an Instagram ad, I heard about a company that asks questions to your loved ones throughout the year and then prints a book with all their answers, pictures, etc. for a family keepsake.

Both of my parents have been talking about writing their childhood stories and family information so we didn’t give them the option to back out!!

I’m a big lover of stories and it really is true that fact is stranger than fiction. While I read my parents’ weekly excerpts, I’m consistently struck by the reality that they are writing about real people. Sometimes things that happened to them, sometimes stories of grandparents or other relatives. But it’s history, it’s reality.

We are so inundated with stories. Fiction, non-fiction, the news, TV shows, movies, books. I sometimes wonder if all these things have made us immune to the truth of what has happened. We hear of other people’s experiences and thoughts so much, sometimes I think we ignore the value of the stories closest to us. We fail to ask about the experiences of our own family because we’re too interested in the more exciting stories of the people down the street.

I believe sometimes the younger generations have a reputation for not listening to or caring about the history behind them {and for some, that’s unfortunately true}. But the twentieth century saw some incredible changes! In our grandparents and parents lifetimes, we had some of the largest leaps in terms of technology, inventions, how life was lived, etc. And those experiences of living without much technology and growing up without the world in your palm will never happen again.

I for one find history fascinating. The things I completely take for granted — air conditioning, easy transportation, indoor plumbing — are relatively new when you think about the history of the world. Yet it’s hard for me to imagine growing up without them.

It’s so important for us to learn and listen from other people who have been through different experiences than us. We understand and appreciate things when we see them from various perspectives. But we never know a perspective besides our own unless we ask someone for theirs and listen.

Once we stop assuming we know everything about someone, we might find out some incredible things. Like my mom grew up on a farm and had to help thin and pick the cotton. She walked the fields barefoot and climbed trees to pick cherries. My dad went to Detroit Tigers double headers with his family, competed in football competitions, and taste-tested his mom’s homemade sauerkraut.

All these things are simple, small details but sometimes those are things that get lost and are underappreciated and yet, they have a bearing on memories and lives and decisions made. God uses even the littlest circumstances and we need to appreciate that in our lives and in the lives of others.

So, my challenge is to take time to write about your memories and childhood. You might it’s uninteresting or will never be read, but it is valuable. And take time to ask questions of others and listen to their life stories. I can guarantee you will learn something!!

Photo by Roman Kraft on Unsplash

In home & family Tags history, family, writing, stories
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Christmas Eve

December 24, 2019 Angela Jeffcott
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Christmas Eve. By now we’ve heard all the Christmas songs, played in various versions, some our favorites, some we skip over.

I love Christmas music. The memories they evoke, the words that remind us what we are celebrating {I know not all Christmas songs do this} , the beautiful melodies that we hum along with so easily. One of my favorite carols is Silent Night. The words and melody are simple enough for a child to memorize and yet timeless.

Silent night, holy night
All is calm, all is bright
'Round yon virgin Mother and Child
Holy infant so tender and mild
Sleep in heavenly peace
Sleep in heavenly peace

Silent night, holy night!
Shepherds quake at the sight!
Glories stream from heaven afar;
Heavenly hosts sing Alleluia!
Christ the Savior is born!
Christ the Savior is born!

Silent night, holy night
Son of God, love's pure light
Radiant beams from Thy holy face
With the dawn of redeeming grace
Jesus, Lord at Thy birth!
Jesus, Lord at Thy birth!

I’ve been reading a lot about World Wars 1 and 2 recently. The losses on all sides, the tactics, the horrors people witnessed that they never dreamed were possible. But in the midst of the Great War {WWI}, a well known event happened that is worth remembering.

It was Christmas Eve and the British were hunkered down for another miserable night in the trenches. Suddenly, they heard a familiar tune but with unfamiliar words. Across No Man’s Land, the Germans were sitting in their own miserable trenches singing “Stille Nacht” — “Silent Night.” The British soon joined in, singing in English, filling the evening in an unexpected harmony. The next day, tentative British and German soldiers climbed the ladders from their trenches, left their weapons, and met on the field previously covered in blood, bodies, and destruction. Handshakes, smiles, and food were exchanged. Some of the Germans knew English and short conversations were shared. The day would become known as the Christmas Truce of 1914. It is the only known or recorded instance of its kind. A day in the midst of a devastating war where both sides came together sharing peace and hope.

As we celebrate and remember the baby in the manger, let’s not overlook the importance of the coming cross he bore. Because he came, we can be reconciled to our Creator. Because of God’s Son, we are shown the redeeming grace of God.

Merry Christmas and a joyful New Year!

For further reading about the Christmas Truce, I found this article and short video interesting.

Photo by Gareth Harper on Unsplash.

In home & family Tags Christmas, holidays, songs, carols, history
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