A Child of God

A CHILD OF GOD

　
Recently I received some very old photos from my cousin. They were family photos of my Dad with his parents, one with his older sister and a class photo when Dad was about six. I had only one photo of my Dad as a baby and then as an adult. It was very moving emotionally to see him as a child about six years old with his parents, older sister and younger brother. I had only one photo of his Mother that was too small to see what she looked like. To see her as a young Mother and looking pregnant with her youngest son made me want to know more about her. There was my Dad at about six, standing in front of Grandpa with his little hands in his jean pockets and such a sweet face. His dark hair with bangs combed down on his forehead.  He had such a determined look on his little face. In the class picture, he was one of the shortest and was in the front row holding a small blackboard with the name of the school ‘White Pigeon School-District 70’, a little one-room school house. I could see some family resemblance in all of them. As a young man, Dad was a very handsome man. He was kind and loving to me and I feel I am the only one who understands him and all the struggles he went through from about the age of forty until his death in his mid eighties.  The why of this is a mystery to me. God  has given me compassion for those who struggle with their own darkness..


Kathy Travis
June 7th 2011