This morning instead of attending church like usual in our regular building we were fortunate enough to do like the Pioneers and attend our meeting at This Is the Place park. It was an enjoyable departure from the norm, but also a wonderful experience to have while honoring our heritage and the Mormon saints who sacrificed so much to travel west.
Among the talks I heard one thing that stood out to me was, we all have a story to tell and have the responsibility to share it. I guess it was validation to me as to why I spend time to remember moments on my blog, take everyday photographs, and write down my thoughts in my journal. It's not so much that I want to be remembered by my children, grandchildren, and so on, it's that I want to be able to make a difference in their life through the things I share about my life, about today and the time I live.
I believe we all have a purpose to our lives, but it wasn't until today that I thought part our purpose could be beneficial to those who come after us. It's strange to think one day the life you lived will be important to one of your great great grandchildren. It's actually quite a daunting thought, but I love it still. It's definitely given me a push to continue and make sure to be better about sharing the woman I am with my children today and for future generations.
Do you think about telling your story?
6 comments:
Great photo Amy!
I feel totally justified in the time I spend blogging because I know I'm creating a journal for my family. I think it captures the normalcy of everyday life along with the frustrations and profundities.
I don't think it's daunting to think of the record I'm leaving for great, great grandchildren because I am what I am and that will help them in some way...no apologies.
I love that photo. I've never heard about people attending church at This Is The Place, cool!
We all have a story to tell and a responsibility to share it. I love that thought, and I believe it wholeheartedly.
Thanks for this post! I am a huge journal-writer turned blogger, and photography fanatic. I take after my father (on all counts), for whom keeping records and memories is extremely important. It's something of an obsession with us and we've realized that it is a unique character trait that is born to burn in some people and only occasionally sizzle in others. I've learned to appreciate the obsession, but it is a little uncomfortable when I start stressing about "being behind" on my journaling and everyone else looks at me like I'm crazy. :P
I would love to go to church at This is the Place. I have only been to one outdoor sacrament meeting but I loved it.
I feel justified in the journal aspect of blogging too. Journaling and pictures make me feel like I am doing current genealogy... I haven't quite learned the other kind yet.
I've never heard of a sacrament meeting field trip, but that sounds like a very meaningful one.
I've never been a consistent journaler until blogging, so I am grateful to be leaving some sort of record -- even if it's just for me. My memory is not what it should be, and blogging helps.
I'm just catching up after being on vacation. I hope the house selling is going well and is easy on your heart. What a wrenching process -- I'm sorry! Hopefully the next step is a beautiful adventure for you guys.
Hmmmm, I never think I have a story to tell! Never thought about it that way. I blog, but I feel like it's not very exciting...but it's my story nevertheless.
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