Today is Remembrance Day.
I am a child of the 1940’s. Mine was the last Canadian generation to have parents, grandparents, aunts & uncles directly involved in major wars. World War I and II shaped them. World War II shaped the future generations.
My grandchildren were talking about the Remembrance Day assembly at their school. They expressed the awkwardness of the moment of silence. They were being asked to be sad about something they didn’t understand.
At first I was shocked by the seeming disrespect. I was more than defensive.
By the next evening I had calmed down & told them a story of a little girl & her grandfather.
I talked about the many cold November 11 trips to the Edmonton cenotaph to remember.
I shared the story of a POW guard who brought candy & cigarettes to young German prisoners in the hope that his sons would be treated kindly if similarly captured.
I remembered the man . I remembered his goodness, his faith, his steadfast love of his granddaughter. I remembered his legacy of words; his gift of telling a story. His story has formed mine.
My granddaughter’s words last evening were : “I cried at the assembly”. Remembrance Day 2014 has shaped her.
Psalm 145:8 says : Let each generation tell it’s children of your mighty acts. Let them proclaim your power.
The New Century Version puts it this way.
Parents will tell their children what you have done. They will retell your mighty acts, wonderful majesty, and glory. And I will think about your miracles. They will tell about the amazing things you do, and I will tell how great you are. They will remember your great goodness and will sing about your fairness. The LORD is kind and shows mercy. He does not become angry quickly but is full of love. The LORD is good to everyone; he is merciful to all he has made.
We are all to be story tellers.
We are to Remember-Proclaim- Share .
We are to look for the glimpses of His beauty & grace in the midst of the pain.
In Flanders’ Fields the Poppies Grow
Between the Crosses Row on Row.
I Am a Mother On a Mission
Telling the Next Generation About Our God.
I Want It Said
She Knew Her God
She Taught Me How to Know Him.
I Choose To
Remember – Proclaim -Share
What Is The Story
You Will Tell
The Next Generation?