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Bridge Builders

September 20, 2011

Unlike the movies, when I returned from the 18th century, I did not return to the same point in time.  4 days had past and I also brought all my 18th century trappings back with me.  It is not true that nothing can be brought back through the space time continuum. I brought back four car loads and a pickup truck load.  I also brought back exhaustion, filthy clothes and wonderful memories.

     Our historical weekend was filled with wonderful activities and fellowship.  We brought along 5 extra kids and at times had up to 18 at our camp.  We danced, ate and shopped.  Some fought in battles, and the ladies, 15 of them, had a lovely tea party.  We sat and sang and laughed around a campfire, dipped candles and cooked over an open fire.  Those were all wonderful events, times I will treasure always, but nothing compared to the treat I received Saturday night.

     We had just finished hosting an 18th century contra dance.  It was a fantastic time.  The kids had returned to the camp and were loud and excited.  A neighbor asked us to keep it down, so the kids headed off to the battle field.  The nighttime battle field visit is an annual trek that the kids always enjoy.  One year they found glowing moss and each year they search again for that delight from nature.

     The battlefield is down in a ravine with a natural amphitheatre built into the side of the hill.  A creek runs through this area graced with a wooden bridge.  After a period of time we decided that we should check on our charges and make sure they were not disturbing the peace in yet another sector.  As we came to the edge of the amphitheatre and looked down to the bridge we could see 19 kids sitting amongst lantern light on the bridge.  These kids were in homeschool, public school and college.  Some were siblings; some were from out of town.  Many churches and denominations were represented.  The one common denominator was they all knew Jesus Christ.  We made our way down the steep hill and hovered near them in the darkness.

     An incredible blessing greeted us.  These kids and teens were taking turns sharing who had inspired them in their lives.  They would share, applaud their friend and pass a lantern.  One teen became emotional when she shared and a new acquaintance went to her and comforted her.  One young man’s dedication was extremely touching and brought me to tears.  He honored his deceased mother.

     This was a moment in time that I will always treasure.  This was a reward to a mother who has dedicated her life to her family.  This was a statement of the same commitment the other families represented had made.  Before me was a wonderful group of youth, one that gave me pleasure and hope.  Without adult guidance, without a building or organized function these kids reached out to each other, encouraged each other and honored those who had positively influenced them.

     I am thankful for this family hobby.  At times the work and effort is daunting, but my reward this time was worth every hour of preparation. 

     As Super Mamas we tend to tire of the taxing schedules and countless responsibilities.  But one day when you least expect it, in the midst of your battlefield your efforts will be rewarded.  We are building a bridge for our children and they will take the light that you have passed to them and they will pass it to others as they use the bridge you are building.  So…..

“Let us not become weary in doing good, for at the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up.”  Galatians 6:9

3 Comments leave one →
  1. Lucy permalink
    September 20, 2011 7:46 am

    That will be Caleb’s most remembered moment from the weekend also.
    But, HOW do you have the energy? I was SO sick and not even totally recuperated now. I never mended the tear in a skirt, half their ~STINKY~ stuff is still needing attention even now, and I’m taking one to Indy for endodontics. Even our relatively small amount of period stuff is time consuming and never finished!


  2. September 20, 2011 7:51 am

    Thank you for reminding us that our efforts to do what is right will be carried on long after we are gone!

  3. Carol Kortebein permalink
    September 27, 2011 10:26 pm

    Very good, Debbie!

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