I am from country
towns, from main streets lined with shops and restaurants, from neighbours who
chat over fences, share a cup of tea and the odd cup of rice.
I am from riding
bicycles down dirt roads, from carrying butterfly nets and glass bottles to
keep our collections in, a sandwich and drink in the basket on the handlebars.
I am from family
drives out to the river on hot summer afternoons, from plunging into the
crystal clear, cold depths, from feeling rounded pebbles under my feet, from smelling
wet bark of river trees and freshness of river moss.
I am from
visiting farms, chasing sheep around paddocks, bouncing over hills in
land-rovers, hunting kittens in barns, milking cows in the dairy, and eating
huge homemade scones with lashings of jam and cream.
I am from walking
to school in all seasons, loving the crunch of frost underfoot, and the crunch
of green mountain apple in my mouth. I am from the chance to see that handsome
boy turning to look from the school bus as it rumbles by.
I am from the
city, from the happy cul-de-sac where children play hopscotch in the street,
rounders in the front yards and watch ‘Rin Tin Tin’ and ‘Superman’ on each
other’s televisions.
I am from Christ-is-the-centre-of-our-home,
from church every Sunday, from Sunday School anniversaries wearing new outfits
made by Grandma, from Church picnics and camps.
I am from
‘integrity is everything’, from ‘always speak the truth’, from ‘be
faithful in all things’ and from ‘family comes first’.
I am from Family
Christmas lunches with coins in the Christmas pudding, once-a-year roast
chicken and laughs a-plenty. I am from school days of challenges, canes and
rote learning, and from fresh lunches bought at the tuck-shop on our
birthdays.
I am from freedom
and fun at Teachers’ College.
I am from the
Jesus Movement, from coffee shop outreaches, guitars and Bibles in the parks
and on campus, Keith Green music and unstoppable passion to see the world saved
for Jesus.
I am from coastal
towns, from sandy beaches and surf, tropical islands and yachts and aquamarine
waters.
I am from barbeques, from songs around campfires, from ‘she’ll be right
mate’, 'stone the crows!', 'sheilas and blokes', freedom and opportunity. I am from the Land Downunder.
I am from passion
for family history.
I am from two
grandfathers who fought in world wars, and from two parents who never fought.
I am from loved,
and valued, and respected.
I am from 38
years marriage, with one amazing husband, two fabulous children and five
perfect grandchildren.
I am from teaching in classrooms, and from pastoring in churches.
I am from making
mistakes and from gaining wisdom, from messing up and from finding grace.
I am
from devastation. I am from restoration.
I am from
never-give-up, from life-is-a-journey, from loved-filled-destiny.
I am from
depositing into future generations.
I am from my
Father’s heart.
Connecting with other writers around the world for "I Am From" stories:
http://shelovesmagazine.com/2013/synchroblog-i-am-from/
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