My ancestors were Puritans. They took an incredible risk to journey to new a beginning, to make a fresh start.
I am humbled just thinking about their trip across the ocean in conditions I would find deplorable.
Their eyes were on what lay ahead rather than focusing on their discomfort.
Once they arrived, they built their homes, planted gardens and began scratching out a life filled with hardship and loss.
Reusing and repurposing were a way-of-life not a matter of choice.
They were resilient and resourceful.
They learned to do without.
They knew disappointment but they also knew accomplishment.
Reliance on God got them through each day and on to the next.
They trusted.
They prayed.
They worshiped and praised.
They knew gratitude.
They lived lives of thanksgiving.
May I learn from their example.
