From the Gospel according to Saint Matthew chapter 6, which I have long reguarded as my favorite passage of the whole Bible, I've tried to keep myself from anxiety.
Our Blessed Lord has always kept His promise to me, and today I weep with joy for all these good graces He has given to me, why should I dare to think that His limitless mercy should end with my life?
With a very encouraging talk I had with Katherine before she returned to Arkansas, she showed me that regardless of my failure to provide a financial legacy strong enough to keep my wife and kids sustained in this wonderful property we now enjoy, the children will draw to each other and the family will keep close to itself.
There are strong bonds of love that will continue to bind them to each other despite what little fortune I may leave behind for them. I really should just be ready at any time with full peace that God and his saints will keep them safe and well cared for as they have always done for me.
It's when I think of the great generation of the Friguletti's, that had held my mother's aunts and uncles together, that I can have great confidence that this generation of Woolhisers should do at least as well if not better. My children are at a better starting place than the Friguletti's at the time of their parents' deaths.
Oh I should tell more of that story here once I can edit from a better UI than this iPhone. I haven't heard as much about it as I should.
M children should know it's a part of who they are and how close they are to repeating the good parts of that story in thier own lives! As it is, they didn't even know the name of that set of ancestors, and I am remiss at telling those stories. It really needs to be passed down about our first generations to enter the country.
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