I have no way of knowing whether you will read my letter. It doesn’t matter. What does matter, However, is that I’ve touched a life or made a difference? If you make life better for others, you will be worthy of the same.
I thank God for my childhood, inspite of the hard times. My parents shared their love and taught me the true riches of life. We spent time in family prayer learning Bible verses, and saving for the future. As a child, I watched my mother and father label three glass jars “tithes,” “bills,” and “food” and drop coins into each. Sometimes it would only be a few dimes, a nickel or two, or a pile of pennies but regardless
of the amount, they would give thanks. As long I can remember, my family was only a day’s march ahead of poverty. But don’t get me wrong. We weren’t poor, we just had empty pockets. Mother would always say, “If there is a will there’s a way.” Well, she was right. From these three little jars my parents not only managed to buy a new home, but they saved enough money to send five of their seven children to college – myself included!
We are told in scriptures to seek life’s greater gifts. Don’t let the trappings of life distract you from the meaning of life. Don’t spend time searching for happiness. Happiness, in turn will find you. Cars, houses, bank accounts- none of these items mean a thing. Rather, seek peace, contentment, and fulfillment. These will last you from how we serve, not how we were served. It’s the journey there, not the arrival.
Prayerfully submitted
Gladys McClain
November 17, 1998
Opalocka, FL
This is an excerpt from a great book I’ve had the honor to read over and over again.
I just wanted to share the great message.
Book Entitles: What Keeps Me Standing, Letters from Black Grandmothers on Peace, Hope and Inspiration
By Dennis Kimbro
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