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Of all the twists and turns our lives can take, it is amazing to see how our paths from the past, cross…into our future.
When my dad had cancer and was having to take radiation, he had to go to a nursing home supposedly for 6 weeks. We went to visit him the first week and he was so ill at ease and when we left to go home, it just broke my heart to leave him. The second week, he had adjusted and even offered us all a Dr Pepper out of the home’s fridge. It was a little easier to leave him that time but it was still hard.
But that second week, Brother Trent, the preacher at the church where my dad was a member, told them to bring him back home and he and the other members would take turns taking him for treatments every day. It was 60 miles one way, so that was quite a comittment. They brought him home and they did that every day for the remainder of the six weeks. We lived 150 miles away and we are forever grateful for him and those church members. Brother Trent was also with us the day of my dad’s death in August 1978. He died on his birthday on August 15, about 10:00 A.M. Brother Trent made the remark that it would be interesting to know the time of day he was born…73 years earlier…but none of us knew.
I had written an article about my dad in 1977 and it was published in Christian Woman Magazine that year. It honoring him for being a dad to three motherless children… ages 3-8 all by himself after our mother had died. I gave a copy of it to my dad and watched him wipe away the tears as he read it. I am so glad I wrote it in time for him to read it. But one day he told me that he let Brother Trent read it and he didn’t give it back to him. I think Brother Trent thought Daddy had given it to him. I told Daddy that I had another copy and I’d send it to him. Later we found out why Brother Trent had kept it. They read it at Daddy’s funeral.
A few years ago a church member where our grandson was a member while in junior college, told him that she knew a girl he needed to meet…(her niece) Somehow they got them together…their love blossomed and grew and grew and they set a date….and at the brunch the day before their wedding, I found out she is Brother Trent’s great-granddaughter. It was just an accident really that I learned that. I was talking with her grandmother and she mentioned the name Trent and her dad. I asked her if that were the same Trent that preached at Hinton, Ok in the early 70’s and she said yes, that was her dad.
It was such a joy to find out that little gem of information..and also Daniel finding that little gem of a mate…and Brother Trent would be happy to know that he has many faithful family members today. Brother Trent…like my dad…was one of the kindest, gentlest persons you would ever meet.
Here are Daniel and Shanelle when they were growing up…years before they were to meet…and after they got married. We are so proud of them.
Sometimes the Christian life takes us down
A lonely road,
A tiresome road
A burdensome road
A painful road.
Sometimes it may be
A cruel road.
But keep in mind…
It isn’t really the road
That is cruel, painful, burdensome,
tiresome and lonely.
So please don’t forsake the road…
Which is also the road to many, many blessings!
And our only path to something much, much better.
© Edna L. Ingram, 02/21/2011
A little boy said, “Mommy,
Come read me a story or two;
And sit here beside me…
And teach me to tie my shoe.”
But she said, “Son, I am already late
For the Single Parents’ Club;
I really have to go and learn
How to take care of you.”
He was too young to realize
There was no logic there
But a tear ran down his little cheek,
‘Cause he thought she didn’t care.
“I will drop you off at the ‘Center’
And the ‘sitter’ will read to you;
And maybe she will have the time
To teach you to tie your shoe.”
The sad part of this story
Is not so hard to see;
When you multiply this little child…
By four million and thirty-three!
©Edna L. Ingram
Aside Posted on Updated on
A Father’s Introspect
He placed his little hand in mine…
Looked up at me so tall;
I knew that I must ‘measure’ up
Or we’d both surely fall!
Before he even walked, I thought,
What shall this child be?”
It took no time to realize…
That it depends on God and me.
I must be careful how I walk
Throughout my life on earth;
I want to present him back to God…
As pure…as at his birth.
Edna L. Ingram, 09/13/2008
Dedication: To Bobby Ingram who did his ‘fathering job’ well with our little boy and girl.
Train up a child in the way he should go, and when he is old he will not depart from it. Proverbs 22:6 It’s still in there….
Welcome to my blog. This blog will be about family and how important it is to our nation’s standing. As the home goes so goes the nation and this blog will have posts that reflect that incentive.
The Bible speaks of a famine in the land but it is not a famine of lack of food…it is the lack of God’s word.
Imagine being behind a customer with two or three little children, in the grocery store and as they were checking out, they came up about $20.00 short and had to put some things back.
Imagine seeing them choosing the milk, cereal and other foods to put back and keeping their coffee and other things like that. Would it anger you just a tad?
Well parents are doing that every single day in situations that are far more important than food…and the spiritual lives of their children are hanging in the balance.
Amos 8:11 Behold, the days come, saith the Lord GOD, that I will send a famine in the land, not a famine of bread, nor a thirst for water, but of hearing the words of the LORD…