Searching DNA and What Does it Have to do with Thanksgiving?

When you start tracing your family tree, some very interesting stories may pop up in your family that you never knew about. For instance, I have a cousin named Polly, whose real name is not Polly, but Elaine. Even though she is a first cousin, I never knew about this until I was 35. Along the way I found a few deep dark secrets that were hidden clear “across the pond” and seemingly lost to the following generations—but facts don’t lie.


Why do I do this, you might ask. First of all, I have always loved history; and yet personal stories mean the most. When you search and take the time period into consideration, you can better understand the why about people.


Recently I took a DNA test with Long ago I hit a brick wall on my 2x great-grandfather. New York census records all claim he was born in Pennsylvania, but finding him there was another story. In fact, I couldn’t find him anywhere in the USA. I thought the DNA test might be the answer to finding him.



Now that I have my results back, I am linked to many family trees and will spend time checking each tree of possibilities. Even though this grandfather I am searching is German, I was also surprised to find that my Scandinavian percentage was only 9%. I watched a video on the DNA testing and found that a sister or brother of mine could have very different percentages than I have. Our parents gave us DNA, but each one of us is truly a unique being. It’s strange to think about this since we look so much alike, but it’s true.

It does my soul good to I see masses of twinkling stars on a clear winter’s night. Those ancient lights that lead our hearts to God go on forever in the universe. Just as the make up of our DNA courses through our bodies, we are many varied souls on earth.


God loves great variety. A playful God left nothing to chance– all was an eternal plan. The God who thrives on creative thought, creative action, created the complex human to return His love, to reflect His Glory.


And as man tries to abort, divide, recalculate us in a petri dish, and murder one another…humankind will live on, because God wills it.

While mankind still thinks he is in charge of his own life, we see another picture in the Word of God. There will always be some who will fight to the end of life, demanding life on their own terms and dismissing God altogether as a myth, ancient, or a crutch for some.

Still, they can’t dispute the DNA coursing through their body. How can they possibly believe that their lungs just breathe automatically when they are asleep? And that without thinking, red blood cells are made new every four months, and new skin every 2-4 weeks.

We can stare into the universe and think how incredible, and yet forget totally about how unique our DNA is in our very own bodies.

Whether you have a traditional thanksgiving dinner tomorrow, and thank the God who made you, or go hunting, have a pizza, watch football, or sleep in, remember there is the One and Only God who set things all in place. Give him a moment of your time and think about the wonder of life…

And thank God.


Because Things are Broken…

“ What has been will be again,

what has been done will be done again;

there is nothing new under the sun.”

These are the words of the wise King Solomon, son of King David.


Life is broken everyday. We hear it on the daily news and aren’t we saddened by one more threat from ISIS, one more war, and one more broken marriage, one more….one more…

Haven’t we settled into the attitude of where will something happen next?

Instead we used to ask why? What’s going on in this world? What can we do to stop this madness?

Last week I watched six Grands at their home. Things were broken there. The oldest son was in a cast with a broken foot.  The dishwasher was broken, and the day I got there, they nursed the last load of clothes in the washer before it quit.

Broken things happen, and last week we did our best with what we had. We all took turns washing dishes after each meal. One morning, we took (what felt like a million quarters), to the laundry in town.

We managed, all week with each child doing his or her own farm chores and schoolwork. We survived through the broken stuff. I don’t remember complaints, and that was what made the survival more meaningful. Complaining drags you down and accomplishes nothing.






Last Friday ISIS hit Paris on my anniversary. As we mourn with France for loss, of more brokenness, we pray for the end of all of this.

I am tired of seeing brokenness, as are you, but I can’t imagine how it is for God to watch it all played out before Him. God reminds us of the hope that has always existed in this world. It’s His hope for the world, and we must  grasp it and hold on for dear life.

We have taken advantage of free will to live, and in this free will, some mock God and turn away. The innocent and weak are hurt or murdered, and evil seems to win, but it is all a lie.

Evil does not win in the end of all things.

It was set right at the cross. One innocent man died for all and evil was overcome. He was broken for us…we who turned to our own way. So if you have not grabbed onto hope, grab the free gift of completeness from God, I encourage you!

He made us complete in Him and we are no longer broken beings. We are made whole.

Continue to have hope!

Rev. 21-5


The earth is the LORD’S and everything in it,

The world, and all who live in it;

For he founded it upon the seas

And established it upon the waters.
Who may ascend the hill of the LORD?

Who may stand in his holy place?

He who has clean hands and a pure heart,

Who does not life up his soul to an idol

Or swear by what is false.


He will receive blessing from the LORD

And vindication from God his Savior.

Such is the generation of those who seek


Who seek your face, O God of Jacob.


Lift up your heads, O you gates;

Be lifted up, you ancient doors,

That the King of glory may come in.

Who is this King of glory?

The LORD strong and mighty,

The LORD mighty in battle.

Lift up your heads, O you gates;

Lift them up, you ancient doors,

That the King of glory may come in.

Who is he, this King of glory?

The LORD Almighty—

He is the King of glory.

Psalm 24