Heritage

Sunday morning we sang a song in church that took me back down Memory Lane.  As a kid I would listen to this song (over and over again) on a record made by my cousin, RB Kuhn.  The song?  The Battle Hymn of the Republic.  Whenever I hear that song now I hear the organ music and think of RB.  Sunday was no different but then my thoughts went a little further as I realized again how blessed I am.  If it were not for my great uncle Raymond and great aunt Helen (RB's parents) and my grandma who stood for the Truth and Righteousness I probably would not be where I am today.  My mom and her sister's families are testimonies of Uncle Raymond, Aunt Helen and Grandma's Christian influence. They, along with my parents, have given me a great heritage for which I am humbly thankful.  They have gone on to Heaven before us but someday I will see them again and meet the Grandma I never knew--but until then my desire is to live worthy of the example they left behind.