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Let It Be Written 2-F

I need others to understand the reason for all this writing. I need to explain to others that this writing of poems and short stories is not about me. I feel compelled to write, to document, to record, and to pass on experiences to the next generation. This is not about a personal therapeutic experience, or simply a casual trip down a long memory lane. In a very real sense, I am trying to build a better tomorrow for our descendants. I am building tomorrow on a foundation requiring more solidity than today’s experiences alone can provide. Tomorrow’s life, the one we are leaving to make room for our children, must be structured on solid rock. Tomorrow promises to be much more challenging than today. So we must shield them with a strength unattainable from everyday life. It’s important that we leave them some of the ways and means that we learned and lived by, and succeeded. We will be leaving them more than money, houses, and lands; more than cars, IRA’S, stocks, and bonds. What we will leave them more than anything else is an example of life and Faith in God, a picture, a pathway, and a vision. So that is why I write. I must teach them survival skills, but I must also leave them a roadmap and a lesson plan that will paint a portrait of yesterday. I will print for them true life stories about us, about their ancestors, about the people we knew, and the places we went. Some of these stories tell about how we faced great challenges and overcame by faith in God. May our lives be an inspiration to them. As a new generation arises and the current one begins to grow old, I will write the stories of our early and later years. I will tell them how we persevered and achieved measures of success in spite of the struggles that we constantly faced. May they understand that next to God, they were the highest priority in our lives. On the printed page, a family history will be written for our children and our children’s children. When our children ask about our marriage in Illinois, or our ministry and stay in Wisconsin, or our missionary work in Mississippi, or our pastorates in San Francisco and Sacramento, California; Yes, when they ask, let there be a portrait of our lives; let the pages of our family history be open. We will indeed have an answer for them because we will have determined to “Let It Be Written”. cj112707PtrySup7/9/18 “I thought about the former days,...” Psalms 77:5 NIV

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Date: 7/8/2021 9:59:00 PM
Hi Lyric Man. Thank you. For some reason, the comment section went away for some time. I'm seeing your comment just now. Blessings my friend
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Date: 7/10/2018 12:00:00 AM
Great write, Curtis!
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