Today was memorable!
I was blessed to be able to tag along as a group of students were taken back in time.
The teacher waited at the door, ringing the bell.
She was lovely in a long blue skirt, blue patterned waist and a soft yarn shawl.
Her hair was up and she wore wire glasses.
She taught the children as if it were 1867.
They left brimming over with excitement.
The last thing the teacher taught was how this old school came to be sitting next to a modern-day school and how it had been rescued and restored thanks to some girl scouts and lots of volunteers.
I thanked the Lord for those people and the ones who keep the history alive by teaching others.
Just last Saturday I was doing the same thing.
I was thanking the Lord for the people who were working tirelessly to keep another piece of history alive.
This is the oldest house in our area.
The Applegate House was built by Charles Applegate and his family.
He, his family and his two brothers and their families were the first whites to move here.
They had asked permission from the local Native American tribe leader.
Charles and the chief became good friends and their families never forgot it.
To open the day of activities there was an Indian welcome song sung.
Afterwards the great great granddaughter of Charles explained the Native American lady who sang the song was the great great granddaughter of the chief.
Then we were able to tour the house and step back in time.
Charles was a blacksmith and they still have some of the tools he made.
His wife was an herbalist and they’re working at restoring her garden.
A phonograph was wound and played for us.
A drum from the Revolutionary War was sitting in the corner.
Paintings and drawings and old old photographs.
Stories of joy and hardship, tragedy and great blessing.
Yet, throughout both visits into history I kept smiling at the similarities.
Family is still very important.
Teaching our children is still a priority.
No matter how, we have to work to make a living.
Respect must be taught, but it’s also well worth the lesson.
Integrity is a noble quality, and should be taught as well as lived.
How valuable it is to savor these things and to work at passing them on.
How grateful I am that others value them and taught me their value.
How good God is!
Underneath it all I can see He’s hand guiding, restoring, preserving.
He is the One who created it all.
He’s the One who loves us enough to teach us the value of self sacrifice, work, the gift of wisdom, and so much more.
Dear Heavenly Father,
Thank You for these two places and all the people who have made them possible. Thank You for the lessons of love and giving. Thank You for walking with me and showing me these things. Thank You Jesus, this was so special!
(This post was written last Thursday. I’m sorry I missed getting it published sooner!)