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CHISHOLM: A Year of Hope: A SHORT STORY
Doing research on family history is more than dates and details, it is the narrative of their lives. It moves me to think as a single mom of today, my three-times great-grandmother faced similar challenges and trials, and when a letter is found saying, "she was a woman of great faith" what did that look like in the day to day? Just like God was there for her, He is here for me...every step of the way. This is what I imagine...
The New Year. The season of fresh starts. And this year, Jennie Chisholm had chosen her word for the Hope. Her faith and hope was really all she had left. If she was going to survive at all, she could only rely on her faith and search for hope, some relief, that the new year might be better.
Last year she had chosen a word for the New Year 1868 of “Peace.” Looking back, it was anything but. So many times she had told her kids, “Ya know, the Israelites didn’t know God would part the Red Sea the next morning! But, they started each day with hope and expectation that God was gonna do something big in their dire straights – and He did!”
Jennie Chisholm (b. 1838) thought the year 1867 had been particularly difficult. Yes, the War Between the States had ended, but now the once great independent Texas was nothing more than an occupied Territory of the Union, and the strain was showing in the little town of Clinton, TX that her father-in-law had founded decades before....cont.
The New Year. The season of fresh starts. And this year, Jennie Chisholm had chosen her word for the Hope. Her faith and hope was really all she had left. If she was going to survive at all, she could only rely on her faith and search for hope, some relief, that the new year might be better.
Last year she had chosen a word for the New Year 1868 of “Peace.” Looking back, it was anything but. So many times she had told her kids, “Ya know, the Israelites didn’t know God would part the Red Sea the next morning! But, they started each day with hope and expectation that God was gonna do something big in their dire straights – and He did!”
Jennie Chisholm (b. 1838) thought the year 1867 had been particularly difficult. Yes, the War Between the States had ended, but now the once great independent Texas was nothing more than an occupied Territory of the Union, and the strain was showing in the little town of Clinton, TX that her father-in-law had founded decades before....cont.
15 pages, Kindle Edition
Published January 8, 2018
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