Upheld in Times and Eras

 

Comfort in Tradition

Last year we did drive by graduations due to Covid. Even in some states this year, graduations are creative and different.

I got to travel to Montana to see Trevor, my #3 grandson, graduate. His ceremony was traditional. It was comforting, somehow, to see a return to normal. Trevor’s class marched in to Pomp and Circumstance just as generations before his have done. He walked across the stage to get his diploma and handshake amid our cheers.

We celebrated afterward with hugs, gifts and food!

It was worth the travel to celebrate Trevor’s accomplishment.

 

 

Well done, Trev.

I’m so proud of you!

 

 

 

Times and Eras

As my daughter, another grandson, and I traveled home, we made several stops. Who doesn’t when driving long distances?

Besides all the usual reasons, it gives us a chance to look around at the country we live in. Even with all the turmoil, glimpses of who we have been come across the present.

At one stop, a statue at the top of the hill reminded us that this is the time of year we remember those who have gone before us. Our generations of warriors. This one sat atop a horse, holding the banner of this country.

Majestic.

We have a fine heritage behind us. They sat proudly on their horses or tanks or planes or ran in their own boots. They “read His righteous sentence” by firelight and honored God’s words. They considered the good of others. They fought for true justice. They gave their lives so this nation would survive in freedom.

We are a blessed people.

I have seen him in the watch-fires of a hundred circling camps
They have builded him an altar in the evening dews and damps
I have read his righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps
His day is marching on

 … Battle Hymn of the Republic, Julia Ward Howe