I’ve been wondering for a long time about my great grandparents, wondering
who they were, what they loved and how my identity might change if I knew the
history of my ancestors' past.
The problem is that I really know very little about the
generations before me. This has always
been a bit sad to me, but last week a new stream from my family past, which had
been dammed up, was now flowing! My
grandfather, whom I have never met, passed away.
It was a pretty sad thing at first, but what came out of my parents
visit to his widow shed so much light on things. I learned that my Grandfather was one of
those people who said, “I’ll never do that again, or go through that again”. Which hit me hard, because I am prone to
being that kind of person . . . learning from mistakes is one of my greatest
strengths, but it's also my biggest weakness. My Grandfather’s fears of pain could be the very
reason he never let us get to know him and that was one lesson from the past to
take to heart.
I also learned that he was interested in investments and was
great with money. I thought that that was
funny because so am I. He was artistic,
something I did already know, and this is something I like as well. And as I looked at the picture of him in his
40’s I almost cried because I could see his hands were so much like my fathers
hands, strong and kind. His chin was the
same as my Dad’s chin too. Some how I
felt like I was meeting him for the first time and it made me think we would have
become chums if only he had let us in . . .
My Grandfather |
I also learned some things about my great grandparents. They came to the US
from Germany and my
Grandfather was the first in his family to be born here in the United States. I heard about what region they were from and
I learned that there are many people from his side of the family still living!
So all this history made me think of who I am and what
things in my life have been important.
If I were to die what would I want people to know about me? What were the things that made me the person
that I am today?
Suddenly my mind had bullet points of life changing events. And here is what they are.
- When I was 7 I begged my parents to let me be baptized. They thought I was too young and didn’t know what I was asking to do. But after weeks of my begging they finally said, “Do you even know what that means?” I told them that knew what it meant. It was a way of telling everyone that I really loved God and that I would serve God for the rest of my life. After that they said yes and my dad was right there with me when I got baptized.
- Not quite a year later I went to a summer kids church service and there a speaker talked about the Holy Spirit coming into people. He said it was like having an extra measure of God and if you wanted it all you had to do was ask. My heart was pounding while I waited for him to say come forward. I rushed up, he prayed for all of the kids, and something happened. I knew God was filling me up with more of him!
- That’s when I started to have dreams. They were different than the usual scary or weird dreams that kids have. I dreamed about Jesus and all sorts of other things. I would dream something and then like two weeks or a few months later I would be living what I had dreamed.
- I also learned that I had a reading problem. No matter how hard I tried I wasn’t able to break the code to read. My mom searched and searched for an answer and finally when I was about 10 or 11 we found the answers we needed. That struggle taught me never to give up! You can do anything as long as you’re willing to work hard.
- When I was 14 I hated how different I was so I said, enough with the God stuff. After about 3 or 4 months of me turning into the worst version of myself I could be I went to a youth conference, and while I was there I remembered who I really was and I recommitted myself to God. I started to forgive people I had held hatred in my heart for and I began to change.
- When I was 15 crying in my room, feeling so alone, I suddenly felt that God was there. Don’t ask me to explain it or prove it, I just knew he was there. Suddenly I felt peace. God was there and he made sure that I knew/felt his love.
Me wearing the hat that belonged to my Grandfather |
No matter what new things I learn about the family I never
knew, I will still be me, but it is amazing to know more about my heritage!
I loved reading this because I felt like i could hear you writing it (does that even make sense!?) And I could imagine you telling your kids those stories also!! Such a sweet picture! So happy you are who you are Amanda!
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DeleteWow how did you get the stories and hat? That is neat and I am happy for you! Wish we all had a opportunity to meet him.....
ReplyDeleteMy Dad and Mom came back from FL with stories and a few mementos.
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