We’ve already received many of your stories after our introduction to the new “Sweet Memories” series! We’ve enjoyed reading through each one of them. If you are new to this series, you can catch up and read a new installment below.
Roy Lessin’s wife, Char, has been capturing her childhood memories where God has shown His presence and goodness. She calls these times “Sweet Memories.” We are sure you’ve experienced times like this too; where you’ve seen God reveal Himself through seemingly small acts of kindness, or an interaction with a loved one, so much so that it has made a lasting impression on your life over the years.
We hope you’ll join us as Char starts off this series, and we would love to hear about your Sweet Memories as well! Do you recall a special moment from your childhood or a time growing up where you saw the goodness of the Lord? We would love to know how God has touched your heart with a special memory or relationship. Have you experienced a situation where someone encouraged you during a time when you needed it?
Starting October 30th through November 30th, we plan to feature your Sweet Memories! Please submit them by emailing us at firstname.lastname@example.org or leave your Sweet Memory in the comment section below. You will receive a confirmation email of receipt, and if you leave it in the comment section, it will not be posted as a comment. Please include your name and email address whichever way you submit it. Please limit your story to 300 words. If you have an original photo that is connected to your Sweet Memory story, feel free to include that in your email as well.
We can’t guarantee that every story will be published, but every story will be read and considered. For each story that is published, the author will receive a $50 coupon code to DaySpring.com and a Meet Me in the Meadow book signed by Roy Lessin.
We are looking forward to hearing from you! We hope these stories are a blessing to you.
- Mandy and Marina
Sing praises to God, sing praises! Psalm 47:6 NKJV
I am 8 years old standing in the front of our church playing the auto harp with my dad standing next to me. We are singing a duet—part of our Sunday night service. We had no professional training—just natural voices lifting hearts up to the Lord.
This was repeated many times at our church and neighboring churches through my teen years, before I left for college. What an unusual privilege I had!
My sweetest memory of my childhood is remembering the sound of my father’s voice—singing in the car, singing on the tractor, singing in the kitchen, singing anywhere and everywhere, at any given moment.
He even woke me up in the mornings with a song!
His morning song was “Good Morning Merry Sunshine” and he would sing it as he stood in the hallway in front of my opened bedroom door. Better than any alarm clock, there couldn’t be a better way for this Minnesota farm girl to begin her day.