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  • July 11, 2014 - Reflections

    By Jean S. Horner
    The other day while walking down a corridor in a public building, I saw what appeared to be someone walking toward me. On coming closer, I found it was my own reflection in a huge mirror. For a moment it frightened me. Somehow a full-length reflection of one’s self is a startling thing. ...


 

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March 9, 2010 - What Will My Quilt Look Like?

By John Jackson

Grandpa passed away on Aug. 17, 2008, leaving a huge vacuum in our tight-knit family. Grandpa was not just any “grandpa” to me. He was the best man in my wedding, my roommate for 14 years as I grew up, and my mentor and friend who taught me that there has never been a better golfer than Tiger Woods.

Eight of us sat around the Christmas tree that year, remembering that on Christmas 2007 there were nine of us. Mom and Dad had special gifts for us three pairs of “kids-and-spouses” to open at the same time. We all seized the gifts and opened them promptly. Then we froze as each of us, along with our loved ones, began to cry. Inside the beautiful wrapping was a quilt with a note that said in part:

“This quilt, made of Grandpa’s shirts, pajamas, bathrobe and jeans, was made with our love and tears for all of you to treasure and remember. -Mom & Dad”

Every time I look at that quilt, it is like looking at different parts of Grandpa’s life. I can remember different experiences and memories with him in each square. The brown and yellow plaid shirt is one that I left at his house one time. He liked it, so he adopted it as his own. The bathrobe reminds me of our last Father’s Day together, lying in Grandpa’s room watching Tiger Woods dominate the U.S. Open on one leg and listening to Gramps share 81 years of life with me. The gray wool shirt is the one he would often wear to church to dress up. Grandpa loved God, and everyone knew it. The jeans are tired and worn out. He mowed, painted, nailed and built. Grandpa was a hard worker all of his life.

Grandpa’s quilt represents a life well lived by a godly man. Each fabric is woven with years of experience and godly wisdom that my family and I can model. When I get old, I wonder what my quilt will look like. The decisions I make today is the yarn that knits those squares. If I am to pass on a beautiful legacy and heritage to my children, my choices happen now. I just pray that my quilt is as rich, full and inspiring as Grandpa’s.

— John Jackson is the Principal at Calvary Temple (AG) Christian School in Concord, Calif.

 

 

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