Don’t know if that’s in honor of my now being old enough to sign up for Medicare or not, but I’ve learned never to turn down golden opportunities,
and BC conventions are definitely 24-karat. The time always flies by,
and it just seems like we’re getting warmed up when it’s time to part. Reminds me of late nights sitting up with Alan and various friends
drinking coffee and savoring pizza when we were kids
…no end of fascinating ideas to discuss. Only, now it’s more about family and less about philosophy,
since years seem to add experiences and subtract abstractions. Like any good support group, most of what’s shared there stays there,
but I want to tell you one really happy surprise story from Susan. Last summer Susan and her husband Steve went to visit their family cottage in New York and on the way worked very hard to find an old cemetery where Susan’s paternal grandparents were buried near Carlisle, Pennsylvania.After searching, she did indeed find the very place where Martin and Marta
(who were both born in Berlin) had been buried. But in the course of searching everywhere looking for Susan’s grandparents,
they discovered something amazing that they hadn’t anticipated! Just two rows over from Susan’s grandparents, several of her husband, Steven’s, forebears were also buried! They were totally shocked, but ever so delighted! The reason they were able to be so sure
is because they have a book tracing Steve’s side of the family, and Steven knew that his great, great uncle was Hubert DeGroff Main, who was a famous composer and worked closely with Ira Sankey, who wrote some 25o hymns, many of which were published by the Bigelow and Main Co.
Now, that’s the end of the really exciting connection, but Ira Sankey and Hubert Main’s music was used throughout America and England as part of Dwight Moody’s evangelistic campaigns, and I’m pleased to say that 130 years later, my son Jonathan is teaching at Moody Bible Institute…a school that originated—at least in part—due to the tireless ministry of Steven’s great, great uncle! I have read that if each of us could trace our ancestry back eight generations,
we would very likely find that we’re related (either by blood or marriage) to nearly everyone who’s been living in our country for a similar amount of time (200 years±?)
But on a deeper level, it doesn’t really matter. I don’t need to study genealogy books and search through graveyards to figure out that Cindi, Susan and I are sisters in Christ. This I know from studying the Bible! How about you? Have you studied the Bible long enough and well enough to be able to recognize the children of God when you stumble across them…maybe while you’re searching for something else? Are you a child of God? If so, then you have millions of brothers and sisters. Hope you’re rejoicing in many surprising connections with the family of God!
“The Spirit itself beareth witness with our spirit, that we are the children of God: And if children, then heirs; heirs of God, and joint-heirs with Christ; if so be that we suffer with him, that we may be also glorified together. For I reckon that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory which shall be revealed in us.” (Romans 8:16-18)