Everyone should have at least one special person in their life who, whether that one knew it or not, planted seeds that sprouted into life and more seed-bearing at that.
I invite you to join me over at Ishshah’s Story for this month’s contributor post, Faith and Flannelgraphs, in honor of my maternal grandmother, who graduated to the arms of Jesus this month back in 1967.
Only 56 years old, she was gone too soon – but not too soon to make an impression in my young heart that Holy Spirit continues to mess with today. My collaboration with Ishshah’s Story is part of that holy ‘messing’. Here’s a brief excerpt:
She loved to teach the children whether in song, story, or…felt. Who knew that felt could be so compelling? Bible stories came alive when she took to the flannelgraph board on Sunday morning. But it was the hours spent beforehand at her table spread with scissors, colorful paints and patterned pieces of felt that planted missionary seeds in my young heart.
The power of faith and story is just a click away – Faith and Flannelgraphs
Thanks for reading ~ Nancy