I recently held a letter in my own hands written by my great grandmother Mary May (Slankard) Hightower in 1929 to her son and daughter-in-law, my grandparents. It was in a box of papers that looked like they would disintegrate and fly away if I breathed on them. I carefully unfolded the letter and brushed the dust off with a soft-bristle paintbrush, then placed it in an acid-free archive-quality clear plastic sleeve to protect it.
My Granny Hightower died when I was 4 and sometimes I think I can remember her, but it might be because I have seen so many pictures of her and heard so many stories about her.
My other great grandmother didn’t go be with the Lord till I was 17, so I knew her well. She was tiny, barely 5 feet tall, with a little bun on the back of her head and the disposition of an angel.
Our family has a wonderful heritage of faithful Christian believers for generations. Mother is almost 94 now, one of eight children born to a Christian couple who married 101 years ago and dedicated their family to Jesus. Their eight children all came to know Jesus and now Mother and her two remaining sisters are dedicated Christians.
Families in Jesus’ day took great pride in tracing their genealogy back to Abraham. They repeated their genealogy from one generation to another
Heaven has families. Adam and Eve. Abraham and Sarah, Isaac and Rebekah, Jacob and Rachel. David and Abigail. Mary and Joseph.
Luke 3:23-24, 31-32, 38, “Now Jesus Himself began His ministry at about thirty years of age, being (as was supposed) the son of Joseph, the son of Heli, the son of Matthat…… the son of David, the son of Jesse, the son of Obed, the son of Boaz….the son of Seth, the son of Adam, the son of God.”
Just think how it is going to be meeting all those ancestors in heaven. I’ll know them too, because their DNA is in me. We have the same blood, the same ancestry, but more than that the same great heritage, the same Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.
Your ancestry is important to God.