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If you read my blog at
http://visitingteachingtips.blogspot.com you will know that I suggested that you could print off this postcard for your sisters as your handout for this month since the theme is on "Prayer". Make sure to print on the backside of the postcard, your names as Visiting Teachers, and your phone numbers so that your sisters can call you when they need you.
Just some in site on this darling postcard. I found the photo and fell in love with it because it reminded me of a story of my Grandmother Robinson when she was a child. Her mother, and my Great Grandmother whom we called "Grammie Great" raised her 11 children alone. Her husband Alexander Cunningham was a brick mason and he was working on a multi-story building in Provo, Utah and suffered heat stroke, causing him to fall to the ground and he later died. At the time of his death, she was carrying her 13th child (two of her children died in infancy) and was left to raise her children alone. My Grandmother Robinson, was her third child, and she remembered every night gathering for family prayer. All of the chairs would be situated with the seats facing outward, instead of under the table, so that the children would have to kneel on the wood floor. Whenever Grammy Great would take her turn to pray, the children's knees would be sore, because Grammy Great would thank Heavenly Father for every single thing that their family had including the pig, and cow and the fruit trees and berries, and recognizing that all they had came from Heavenly Father. Her life epitomized the verse that says "Without His love, I can do nothing, with his love there is nothing I cannot do."
The photo in the post card is the closest photo I can find of a mother praying with her little children. I would so much love to have a photo of my Grandmother Cunningham and her 11 children, kneeling around the table in family prayer, but until that happens, this will have to do.
Enjoy! Love Katie G.
Espanol
Si leen mi blog en htt://visitingteachingtips.blogspot.com pueden haberse dado cuenta que les sugeri que podian imprimir esta tarjeta postal para sus hermanas como un reparto de este mes ya que el tema es acerca de la "Oracion." Asegurense que impriman en el otro lado de la postal, sus nombres como Maestras Visitantes, y sus telefonos para que las hermanas les puedan llamar en caso que las necesiten.
Algo acerca de esta postal. Me encontre la foto y me enamore de esta porque me recordo a mi Abuela Robinson cuando era niña. Su mama, y mi Bisabuela a quien le llamamos "Grammie Great" crio a 11 hijos sola. Su esposo Alexander Cunningham era un albañil de ladrillo y estaba trabajando en un edificio de varios pisos en Provo, Utah y sufrio un ataque al corazon, causando que se cayera al piso y despues murio. En el tiempo de su muerte ella llevaba su hijo decimo tercero (dos de sus hijos habien muerto en la infancia) y se quedo sola para criarlos. Mi Abuela Robinson, era su tercero, y se acuerda que todas las noches se juntaban para hacer la oracion familiar. Todas las sillas estarian situadas con los asientos volteando fuera de la mesa, para que los niños se pudieran arrodillar en el piso de madera. Cuando mi Grammie Great le tocaba su turno para hacer la oracion, las rodillas de los niños les dolia, porque Grammie Great le agradeceria a Nuestro Padre Celestial por cada cosa que su familia tenia incluyendo al puerco, la vaca, y los arboles de fruta y las moras, y reconociendo todo lo que provenia de Nuestro Padre Celestia. Su vida personifico el verso que decia 'Sin Su Amor, No puedo hacer nada, con su amor no hay nada que yo no pueda hacer."
La foto en la tarjeta postal es lo mas acercado de lo que pude encontrar de una madre orando con sus pequeños hijos. Me gustaria mucho el tener una foto de mi Abuela Cunningham y de sus 11 hiijos, arrodillandose alrededor de la mesa en oracion familiar, pero hasta que eso suceda, esto tendra que hacerse asi.
Disfrutenla! Con Amor Katie G.
(Traducido por Maria)