"When I Am Through With This Book" - Updated

This was originally posted on 6/8/2016, but I thought it would be appropriate to revisit it this week in honor of Mother's Day.  Please read on...

Original Post 6/8/2016:

The above is a picture of the flyleaf inside my husband's grandmother's Bible. The back story on why he has this Bible in his possession is another story, but it is kind of a story within the story. First things first...

Please notice the little inscription at the bottom of the right hand page:

"For Vivian R. Steiner

Whin I am throu with this Book

July 31, 1956

Mother"

Pearl Sarah Elizabeth Waters Martin

Vivian is my husband's mother. Pearl Martin is her mother.  Pearl (we called her "Nanny Martin") wanted to make sure that her youngest (of four) daughters would receive this Bible "Whin I am throu with this Book".  She wrote that on on July 31, 1956, but she was not "throu" with this Bible until almost twenty seven years later, when the Lord called her home to heaven in January of 1983.  I am thinking that she may have felt like her time to go home would be much sooner, hence the inscription so early on.  

You see, her husband, John Martin,

John Richard Martin

had passed on a couple of years prior to that in 1954 after sustaining serious injuries in a tragic automobile accident.  He was only about 62 years old when he died.  So I'm thinking that Pearl didn't believe she would live too many more years after that.  But she did...even long enough for me to become a part of the family when I married her grandson in 1969...and even long enough to meet her great grandsons that we brought into the world in the subsequent years.





I also wanted to point out the  presentation message written above her inscription, to: 

"Mrs. Pearl Martin, 

With Appreciation from E.F.D., 

Zellwood, Fla. 

August, 1930

and especially note the scripture reference of Matthew 25:40, which says:

"And the King will answer and say to them,

'Assuredly, I say to you, inasmuch as you did it to one of the least of these My brethren, 

you did it to Me.'"

Now, I have no idea who "E.F.D." in Zellwood, Fla. was. However,  knowing my husband's grandmother from all the wonderful stories I have heard throughout the years, I can only imagine that this was someone to whom she had ministered in some way, possibly in her home. My husband's grandparents often held worship services in their home and many ministers and fellow brethren in Christ  spent many Sundays studying God's Word and breaking bread together in their humble home.(You can read more about that HERE)

My husband's grandparents did not have much of this world's goods...but what they did have was eternally valuable.  This little Bible that Pearl wanted to be sure went to her youngest daughter, my mother in law, was the most valuable gift she could give.  In looking through the pages, it is obvious that she was a serious student of God's Word, and she passed on that love of God and His Word to her children and to her children's children...especially my husband, who later became an ordained minister of the Gospel and has taught and preached God's Word for over forty years now.

My husband recently received this Bible from his mother, who is now almost 93 years old.  We are in the process of cleaning out her home and putting things in storage so that her house can be sold. For the past couple of years she has been living between our home and her other son's home as she is no longer able to live alone.  

But the real story here is not about things, books, or even the Bible.  The real story is the legacy that has been passed on from generation to generation.  A legacy of serving God, sharing in the fellowship of His Kingdom, and passing on the message of His love and salvation to everyone who will listen.  That is what my husband's grandparents did...and that legacy was passed down to us...and we hope it will be the same legacy that will continue in our own children and children's children for generations to come.  

This is how we want to be remembered...and "whin I am throu with this Book", it is our prayer that the message will go on and on and on until Christ comes to take all His children home to heaven.

Excerpts from Psalm 78:

1.  "Give ear, O my people, to my law;

Incline your ears to the words of my mouth...

4.  We will not hide them from their children,

telling to the generation to come the praises of the Lord,

And His strength and His wonderful works that He has done.

6.  That the generation to come might know them,

The children who would be born,

that they may arise and declare them to their children,

7.  That they may set their hope in God,

And not forget the works of God,

but keep His commandments..."

This is certainly something worth thinking about. Exactly what are we leaving for our children?  Will it be a pile of worthless things that will ultimately go in the trash or to a thrift store because our kids have no use for it? (Yes, that is what often happens to our earthly "treasures"...I've already seen that at my parents' home and also as we clean out my mother in law's home. Our children often don't appreciate our collections of "stuff".)   Or will we leave for them a legacy of truth, love and hope for their future generations? 

Lord, give me the courage to speak truth to my children and grandchildren...

"that they may set their hope in God" 

Amen.

Pearl Sarah Elizabeth Waters Martin
4/4/1897-1/7/1983

Previous post about memories of "Nanny Martin"   

Postscript 5/10/2018:  My hubby's mother, "Vivian", also known as "Nanny Steiner" to our family, is still thriving at the nursing home where she resides. She will be 95 this coming July. We look forward to celebrating Mother's Day with her this weekend. Here's a recent photo of her with her son, my hubby...

Transported Back to A Genteel Age...

Hello Friends...It's time again for the Random Journal Day!  If you haven't followed along on these journeys back through time you have missed out on a few pleasant memories.  Scroll back through my list of blog posts and find the other Random Journal entries that I've shared over the past couple of months...and then click on the link for Random Journal Day and visit some of my other blogger friends who have also shared from the hidden pages of their past.  It has been a very enjoyable ride back in time. Maybe you'd like to join us and share some of your long lost "secrets"!

Today I am returning to the year 1985, and the date was September 24th, the day before my 35th birthday! Wow! My youngest son is now 35 years old...time sure flies when you are having so much fun in life...and I have been.  Let's look in on my memories of that day and find out what was going on, okay?

We had recently moved to a new home and ministry in Georgia, and had finally settled in. I was beginning to relax and enjoy my new friends, church, and surroundings.   I wrote in my journal that day:

"Our yard has many lovely trees and shrubs, and just now, as fall begins, we rejoice in the changing colors of the leaves.  Today I went out and picked marigolds, purple mums, and a beautiful miniature Tropicana Rose, blooming just in time for my 35th birthday...which is tomorrow. 

Tomato Curry Soup

Today I felt like royalty.  This very dear lady, whom I'd never met before, but who occasionally attends our church, Helen Barksdale, invited me and another dear lady from church for lunch in her home. What a delightful afternoon we spent!  For lunch we had a delicious home-made cream of tomato soup, with chopped green pepper, onion, and curry.  Then for the main course we had "Seafood Raft", a delicious seafood and cheese concoction served on a large cut deli-hard roll.  Dessert was home-made apple crisp (I think she called it that) ~ Very delectable!  We each had cups of hot tea served with lime wedges.  Her table was formally set with what appeared to be an old English Ironstone china set.

I felt transported back to a more genteel age ~ where ladies enjoyed formal luncheons and "tea", and polite conversation.  Mrs. Barksdale is very interesting...and truly enjoys talking and entertaining!  Very spry for an octo-generian (I'm guessing). 

This is Mrs. Barksdale's actual recipe book that she gave me after our luncheon together. I feel honored to have been given this, with all of her favorite recipes!  As I said, she was a remarkable woman!

I concluded with this thought...

"I thank the Lord for allowing me to have such a wonderful experience."

What an honor and privilege to be welcomed into the home of God's precious and interesting "characters".  These special people don't come around very often...and are rapidly disappearing from our society.  I am quite certain that Mrs. Barksdale has already gone on to meet her reward in heaven...but how marvelous that her memory lives on in the hearts and minds of those to whom she opened her home and heart.  The recipe book that I pictured here she had created especially for her children and grandchildren, so that they would have those family recipes to share with their loved ones and friends for years to come.  That was her legacy...her "claim to fame".  Although I barely knew her, she included me in her legacy by sharing something that was important to her...not just her book of recipes, but her home, her hospitality, and a part of herself.

I've been chatting with one of my other blogging friends this past week about how we need to leave a legacy to our children and grandchildren...and this blog is a part of that. Unfortunately, if we don't take the time to write it down or print it in a form that can be passed from one generation to another, it may be lost forever.  I don't trust our current computer technology to still be available to future generations. We tend to think that handwritten journals and printed books are obsolete.  But when all is said and done, the only real evidence of our writing will be what is on the printed page...something that can be held in our hands and cherished in our treasure chests. Cyberspace blogs and journals may disappear when the technology advances beyond this current age.  If these writings are not saved to a permanent file that is easily transcribed to the next level...they will be what is termed obsolete. 

I say all of this to suggest that we need to think seriously about the legacy we are leaving for our children. Many of us are sharing our faith, our hopes and dreams, our ideas and life experiences through this media of a blog.  My prayer is that this will have some positive impact on those who take the time to read...and that God will use these messages to inspire and encourage and perhaps even bring some laughter and joy to your day. 

However, if this blog is the only legacy I leave behind, I have missed the boat.  I need to be involved in the lives of people around me every day...whether through hospitality, prayer, encouraging words, or whatever way God leads me. It may be by cooking for my family or for friends in need. It should be by using the talents and gifts that God has given me for His honor and glory, no matter how small or great they may seem to be in the eyes of the world.  Helen Barksdale used her gift of hospitality and cooking to honor me when I was a new young pastor's wife in a strange community. I don't know if she even knew it was going to be my birthday on the next day, but she did something that she enjoyed doing to make me feel welcome, and I was truly blessed. That was how many years ago?  Twenty-Seven years!  And I still remember it! Why? Because I wrote it down...yes, that's partly why...and I'm sure I wouldn't have remembered so many details if I hadn't written it down...but also because she took the time to make me feel loved and special...a total stranger. I honestly don't believe I saw her too many times after that day...but that one day has been captured in time forever because she shared her legacy with me, and it made a difference in my life.

Why not make a difference in someone's life today? Use whatever talents and gifts God has given you to bless someone else...maybe someone who doesn't receive too many blessings in life...or someone who is lonely or new to the community or your church.  Go out of your way to share your legacy as soon as you can. You'll be blessed in the process probably just as much if not more than the recipient!  Try it and see!

Something as simple as a "Seafood Raft" could change a life!
Maybe you have a special recipe you could share to bless someone else!
It doesn't have to be fancy...it's the idea of sharing time and love with another
that makes the difference.
Remember, clicking on a photo will enlarge it so you can read it better!

These are the original recipes written in Mrs. Barksdale's own handwriting!
What a treasure!


Blessings to you, my friend!!!



Postscript:  When I was putting Mrs.Barksdale's Recipe Book away after writing this, I discovered a little note tucked inside that she had written to me when she gave me the cookbook. This is what it said:

"Dear Mrs. Steiner,  This book cover was made by Sharron Stubbs last Christmas to put my favorite recipes in for my granddaughters.  Just three people besides them have a copy.  I want you to have this one.  You have made me so happy talking to you this afternoon.

In Christian Love,

Helen Barksdale"

Now do you understand what I meant about the giver of the blessing being blessed in the process?  I believe Mrs. Barksdale was probably lonely...and she did what she did to bless me, but also because perhaps she needed to be blessed as well.  God works in mysterious ways.  I'm so happy I have this memory in writing to share with you today. This is why we need to write journals and remember these precious people and pass their blessings along to others.  Go and do likewise my friends!!