Relationships and stories

I have been telling stories and documenting them in scrapbooks or albums since the third grade (a long time ago). At first glance they look like they are “all about me”, but in truth they are nearly always about me in relationship to others.

Our Second Saturday Scrapbooking at The Little House (Saints Martha and Mary’s Little House of Hospitality and Learning) has become a wonderful place for not only documenting our families’ relationships, but for nurturing relationships both within and without our congregation. Ladies gather with their photographs — sometimes in albums, but very often in storage boxes being brought out into the light after a long time — and share their histories. We celebrate new babies, grieve over departed parents, and worry about wayward children. Sometimes we work in comfortable silence, and sometimes we all chatter at once about what’s happening in the world beyond our community.

Album page:  My dream for Lily.  "I dream that Lily will continue to grow confident in her faith in God through her activities at St. Paul's Episcopal Church and Awana.  I hope she continues to question, learn, and understand why she believes what she believes.  (Lent 2012 Pretzel Sale...top, Lily telling the congregation, bottom, Pretzels ready to sell.)

Album page: My dream for Lily. “I dream that Lily will continue to grow confident in her faith in God through her activities at St. Paul’s Episcopal Church and Awana. I hope she continues to question, learn, and understand why she believes what she believes. (Lent 2012 Pretzel Sale…top, Lily telling the congregation, bottom, Pretzels ready to sell.)

We talk at church about showing God’s love in the world, and I think by scrapbooking we are doing just that. The women who spend Second Saturdays scrapbooking together (some from our congregation, but most not) take those albums back to their own parts of our community and show them to their children, grandchildren, and siblings. They say, “Look, here is your mom and dad’s wedding day,” or “This is where you were baptised.” “This is the farm where grandma and grandpa lived,” or even better, “Look how adorable you were!” Very much like the parables Jesus told, the stories we choose to document explain incidents in our lives and reflect our search for our best selves.

I was once told, “A birth certificate shows you were born; an album shows you lived!” And I would add: An album shows you loved and were loved.

There is room for you at Second Saturday.

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