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Family Ties

 Today I spent some time going thru old pictures with family members online. I think we all learned a lot and still are. There are many things about our past that just get tucked away in our memory bank hoping one day to be unlocked to share those memories with others.

While going through the photos I realized that there's one thing that all of us have in common in my family. And that is the we all came from a very God centered family. I can remember the times in church as a kid when our whole family from all sides would be there. The worship was not like anything that's in this world today.
In our little church it sounded like a chorus of angels singing. Almost every single member of our family had a God given voice to worship. I believe it's that worship and that closeness to God that still keeps our families together today even with the distance between us all. It's nothing to go 20 years without seeing a family member, and then when we do, it's just like we saw them yesterday. That's God!

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