Out of the Mouth of Babes

Last night at the dinner table when I reminded my (just turned) 3 year old grandson that he could get down and play “after” he finished his dinner he had some words for me. Without hesitation he rattled off, “First you do what you don’t want to do then you get to do what you want to do.”

To that I smiled with glee. If only every child was being taught this kind of character. If only every adult was willing to even somewhat implement this philosophy in life.

I had all but forgotten about it until this morning after he asked for another puzzle. My reply was something in the order of as soon as you pick up the one you just finished. That’s when he quoted his “first” and “then” statement back to me. It's a tongue twister but he gets it right everytime.

It brings to mind the economic crisis Americans are now having to fund for all the folks who didn’t know this. What if all the irresponsible adults that wanted more house than they could afford actually worked long enough and saved enough money "first" and "then" purchased the home they could responsibly pay for!

OR what if the government “first” remembered that it is set up to SERVE the people not to RULE the people, “then” all the citizens could live FREE with the right to PURSUE happiness.

Oh the list goes on and on… do you have any you can think of?

I want to say a great big thank you to my little fellow’s smart mom and dad for taking the time and energy required to instill valuable principles into his heart and mind at an early age. It’s never too early to train up a child in the way he should go.

The Beloved Invader

Under the peaceful setting of towering oaks at the north end of St. Simon's Island, GA sits a 1700's church , Christ Church.

Over twenty years ago I read the historical fiction novel by Eugenia Price which depicts the character Anson Greene Phelps Dodge who fell in love with St. Simon's Island in the late 1800's. He was on a quest from New York to find his own father who had abandoned him when he was a child. Anson's only desire was to see him face to face and in doing so to get a few answers. None of that ended as he imagined. In the meantime, he fell so hard for the island that he brought his mom and his fiance down from the north to join him where it turned out he would live for the rest of his days.

The church was in shambles when he first saw it. Yankee soldiers had used it in indescribably vile ways during the civil war. The few families who had returned to the island after those awful times, had lost all their belongings and hadn't the funds to repair the church for use. It became Anson's passionate desire to rebuild the church.

Eugenia Price aptly called him "The Beloved Invader" because he was a stranger who made his way into the hearts of the people. It happened the first day he arrived while taking a ride on a borrowed horse from one end of the island to the other. The arresting beauty of the land captured his heart at first sight.

Anson married twice, had one son, rebuilt Christ Church with his own money, became the rector of it, started a home for boys without parents and was buried behind the church he gave his all to pastor.

I've read many of Eugenia's novels which dig into the history of this still quaint sea island town on the southeast coast of Georgia. She paints a perfect picture of the vast beauty this barrier island holds.

It all became real life to me this week. I've dreamed for many years to visit and explore the very places I've read about for so long. My children and their children joined my husband and I for a short week at the beach to celebrate Thanksgiving together.

We fit a lot of activity into five days. I have so many favorite moments but my heart was sealed when my precious family collaborated (read:agreed) to meet a photographer on the lawn of the Christ Church to have professional photos taken of us while we were all together.

This week has been one of the most memorable and cherished experiences of my life. It has been all I ever imagined and more. Thank you to my remarkably wonderful children (and grandchildren) for rearranging your lives and traveling here to be together.

Every single moment is etched in my heart and memory forever.