The Pilgrim...60 Years Ago

Today as I was packing up lots of old memorabilia, I found an album of photos that my mother had given me quite a few years ago. Some interesting stuff in there!

Here's one of me when I was a little over a year old. I was born July 9th, 1945 and the picture was taken October 27th, 1946. That's over 60 years ago.

I often wonder if I'd like to go back and start over again. Honestly, I don't think I would. My childhood years were filled with good times which have given me many happy memories. I think that children these days face a lot more challenges than we ever did.

Do I look like I'm worrying in this photo? Not a chance! Our family was not wealthy by any means but I was clothed, fed, nurtured and loved. Fond memories!

So why do I find myself worrying these days...60 years later? God has not changed. My circumstances certainly have but He remains faithful. I'm grateful that we serve a great God, the giver of every good and perfect gift. One of my favorite scripture verses is found in the epistle of James. "Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, and cometh down from the Father of lights, with whom there is no variableness, neither shadow of turning." - James 1: 17 (KJV) We serve a God we can depend on and trust in. He doesn't waver! He is changeless! He is faithful! Hallelujah!