This family bible has been handed down for generations and for years I have wanted to take some quick snap shots of this family treasure. I am so thankful that one day I remembered my camera when we went visiting.
The typography is beautiful and the illustrations are wonderful, but what is of most value to me are these handwritten entries.
I love seeing the beautiful penmanship and have greater appreciation for the lost art as I am studying calligraphy. Seeing these names helps bring our ancestors closer, they become real.
I adore that someone scratched out their mistake! Perhaps when it happened they might have been upset, but it's beautiful in it's imperfection. It reaffirms to me that fact that we need to write things down so that future generations can see the tilt of our letters and the flourish of our lines.
Seeing all this beautiful cursive writing gives me more incentive to make sure that all my children can read and write in cursive. They will miss out on amazing treasure if they do know have this skill and knowledge.
I try to imagine how these family members must felt and what their day to day lives must have involved. Did their children always get along? Did they struggle with doubts or fears? Did they have favorite foods or songs? What brought them greatest peace? What smells triggered memories? Thankful there are some things written and a few journals kept to give a picture of their lives, but I love details and would love to know more.
I think my family would appreciate if I shared less, but I don't want to forget. I want them to have a rich and full picture of who we were and what we loved. I know that the children love to go back into the archives of this simple blog record and see all that has changed and the wonderful stories of their past.
How difficult must these dates be to have written?
I loved finding these pressed flowers in the pages as I was carefully looking at the different illustrations.
Who tenderly placed them within the pages of this sacred book? Why were these small flowers so significant?
It makes me look at my scriptures with great love and appreciation. What will my children find within the pages after I am gone? Will my descendants feel the same kind of reverence for these sacred texts as I do? Will they be a treasure for someone?
As I spent a few brief minutes lovingly turning the pages of this family treasure I was once again humbled by the sacrifices of our ancestors. For all they endured on our behalf is something I hope to never forget.
"The passage of time dims our memories and diminishes our appreciation for those who walked the path of pain, leaving behind a tear-marked trail of nameless graves. But what of today’s challenge? Are there no rocky roads to travel, no rugged mountains to climb, no chasms to cross, no trails to blaze, no rivers to ford? Or is there a very present need for that pioneer spirit to guide us away from the dangers that threaten to engulf us, and lead us to a Zion of safety?" (President Thomas S. Monson, "The World Needs Pioneers Today", Ensign, July 2013)
A few of the many beautiful illustrations....