The only life I’ve ever known or lived has revolved around my heritage, both my Italian and Divine. Recently, I’ve been newly awakened to, and appreciative of, this blessing. I possess what is the rarest of treasures. This richness was not gifted me from the outside but rather seeded inside me. The first seed was sown by my Dad, at least weekly, bringing me to visit my grandparents, Nani and Nana. Out of love, not obligation, my Dad showed (over told) me the unmeasurable wealth of possessing “Family”.
As the years passed, the blessings of having, holding on to and handing down “Family” to future generations was not only stamped forever on my heart but, also, eternally engraved in my soul. For you see, my Dad not only gifted me the fortune of my earthly “Family”, he insured that I, also, inherited the eternal treasure of being a grateful and honored member of the “Family” of God. My Dad’s car, with me inside, not only weekly drove the path to Nani’s and Nana’s front door, it also carried my Dad and me to the entrance of my Father God’s “Family” home – Church.
My Dad was a devoted son to Nani, Nana and God. I witnessed my Dad’s love of his “Family” as his top priority and most valued accomplishment, possession and legacy. No greater heritage is there than belonging to my “Family” on earth while also be longing for my “Family” membership in Heaven.
Let the world, and worldly, boast about material ownership. I choose instead to reap the “Family” harvest my Dad seeded in my heart and soul.
Uplifted in a Broken Down World 