Kids,
When you look at this quilt square can you see the white blocks like steps through the darker squares? I hope it will remind you of footsteps, placed one in front of another.
My husband’s great-grandfather Henry Clegg Jr. was a finisher. He joined the Church with his family when the first LDS missionaries went to Preston, England. Henry had a view of his destination in his mind as he and his wife, Hannah, and their two young boys immigrated to Utah. Henry left his older parents, who were too feeble to make such a long and arduous journey, knowing he would never see them again.
While crossing the plains, Hannah contracted cholera and died. She was laid to rest in an unmarked grave. The company then moved on, and at six in the evening, Henry’s youngest son also died. Henry retraced his steps to Hannah’s grave, placed his young son in his wife’s arms, and reburied the two of them together. Henry then had to return to the wagon train, now five miles away. Suffering from cholera himself, Henry described his condition as being at death’s door while realizing he still had a thousand miles to walk. Amazingly he continued forward, putting one foot in front of the other. He stopped writing in his journal for several weeks after losing his dear Hannah and little son. I was struck with the words he used when he did start writing again: “Still moving.”
There will be days in your lives when you will feel like you can't keep going. As a mom I wish I could protect you from those days. When you come to one of those days I hope you'll remember to keep moving forward.
In scripture words always moving forward is described as "enduring" or "enduring to the end".
But blessed are they who are faithful and endure,
whether in life or in death,
for they shall inherit eternal life.