![]() ![]() Mom and Dad held God in reverence, and delighted in obeying His commandments and passing them on to the next generations. In spiritual matters, my parents were examples as well. They taught us to work hard and to never give up when things did not go well. They labored hard to keep our family happy, healthy, and comfortable, but they were never too busy to lend a helping hand to a neighbor. The bushels of fruit and vegetables they harvested each fall could never be compared to the bushels of love they willingly gave when they saw a need. We lived on a farm, so they gave produce and homegrown vegetables to acquaintances with large families, people who had little or no income, and even to those they did not know who came to them-no one was ever turned away. Psalm 112:9 commends the good man who “hath dispersed, he hath given to the poor.” That certainly could be said about my parents! Kindness and generosity flowed from them. Throughout my parents’ lives, everything they did reflected God’s love. As I laid the blooms across the names on their tombstones, I thought of how insignificant my offering seemed compared to the years they had put into loving and caring for me. ![]() Recently we brought flowers they both had loved. From time to time, my brother and I go there to honor and reminisce about our mom and dad. My parents are buried in a lovely cemetery that is spread across rolling hills and surrounded by beautifully manicured gardens. Surely he shall not be moved for ever: the righteous shall be in everlasting remembrance.
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