{"id":1446,"date":"2020-11-01T11:41:25","date_gmt":"2020-11-01T19:41:25","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/nancymthurston.com\/blog\/?p=1446"},"modified":"2020-11-01T11:41:25","modified_gmt":"2020-11-01T19:41:25","slug":"a-letter-and-my-prayer","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/nancymthurston.com\/blog\/2020\/11\/01\/a-letter-and-my-prayer\/","title":{"rendered":"A Letter &#8230; and My Prayer"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Dear Grace*,<\/p>\n<figure id=\"attachment_326\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-326\" style=\"width: 248px\" class=\"wp-caption alignleft\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\" wp-image-326\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/nancymthurston.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/07\/blank-dna-scaled.jpg?resize=248%2C319&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"\" width=\"248\" height=\"319\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/nancymthurston.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/07\/blank-dna-scaled.jpg?w=1992&amp;ssl=1 1992w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/nancymthurston.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/07\/blank-dna-scaled.jpg?resize=1195%2C1536&amp;ssl=1 1195w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/nancymthurston.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/07\/blank-dna-scaled.jpg?resize=1593%2C2048&amp;ssl=1 1593w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/nancymthurston.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/07\/blank-dna-scaled.jpg?w=1050&amp;ssl=1 1050w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 248px) 100vw, 248px\" \/><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-326\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Illustration by Khara Scott-Bey<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p>It will be years before you walk on this planet Earth, but the same stardust and DNA swirls through both our bodies. You were the last thing on my mind when we began this wild year of 2020. But last Spring I remembered one special day, almost a decade ago, when you introduced yourself as my granddaughter from seven generations in the future. As if your life depended on it,\u00a0 you encouraged me to keep diving deeper into my work, into my loving partnership with all in this nation and on this beautiful planet.<\/p>\n<p>It\u2019s hard to know how to speak in ways you will understand a few hundred years from now. Just as when I read Biblical texts written two thousand years ago, when you read my words, things will be different. What I can say for certain is that I wrote from the truest place I knew and hope that my words will translate across time and space.<\/p>\n<p>This journey has been full of Graces and grace. One Grace was a slave of our ancestors, Jacob and Margaret Tipps, seven generations before me. I don\u2019t know the details of her life, but I discovered that living on a small plantation in the eighteen hundreds, she likely experienced brutality. Yet this Grace reached out to me and showed me that life is much bigger than I\u2019d ever imagined. She refused to let me drift off to sleep again. You, young Grace, were right by her side.<\/p>\n<figure id=\"attachment_1408\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-1408\" style=\"width: 294px\" class=\"wp-caption alignright\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"wp-image-1408 size-medium\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/nancymthurston.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/03\/Khara-Rainbow-copy-3.jpg?resize=294%2C300&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"\" width=\"294\" height=\"300\" \/><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-1408\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Illustration by Khara Scott-Bey<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p>My generation carries the responsibility to live our lives in such a way that yours is left with possibilities rather than the remains of today\u2019s physical and spiritual toxins. I don\u2019t want you to be born onto a planet split apart between those who have access to money and power and those who don\u2019t. I don\u2019t want you to struggle against a patriarchal undertow to find your own voice. I don\u2019t want you to have to live among people who believe that the color of one\u2019s skin is an indicator of value.<\/p>\n<p>Instead, I long for you to be the person you were created to be, living in communities with others embodying their own fullness. In addition, I long for this for myself, my grandchildren, my grown children as I long for this for all of us who share this spinning planet today.<\/p>\n<p>My book \u2026 this blog \u2026 my life\u2019s work is my gift to further that end. I join many, many others around the globe now as well as our ancestors, working together to manifest that reality now.<\/p>\n<p>Walking on this Earth between Grace and Grace, I am Nancy Ann Mathys Thurston. In Hebrew, both Nancy and Ann mean grace. In a world filled with grace and Grace, anything is possible. I pray that my story and your story will be intertwined with the stories of many, forming a web strong enough to beautifully support generations born and yet unborn.<\/p>\n<p>Thanks be to God.<\/p>\n<p><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft wp-image-1454\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/nancymthurston.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/11\/signature.jpg?resize=92%2C70&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"\" width=\"92\" height=\"70\" \/><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>And blessings to each one of you readers on this first day of November 2020.<\/p>\n<p>*This was originally the Epilogue (slightly edited) from <a href=\"http:\/\/www.nancymthurston.com\/about-book.html\"><em>Big Topics at Midnight <\/em><\/a><\/p>\n<p>With All Saints greetings from my parents, Sue and Ed Mathys (snuggled next to me) and their great-grandchildren, Daniel and Amelia<\/p>\n<p><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft wp-image-879\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/nancymthurston.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/12\/sue-last-photo-copy-e1545407472441.jpg?resize=136%2C96&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"\" width=\"136\" height=\"96\" \/><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft wp-image-921\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/nancymthurston.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/04\/ed-and-nancy-1957.jpg?resize=135%2C94&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"\" width=\"135\" height=\"94\" \/><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft wp-image-1450\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/nancymthurston.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/11\/20.10-30-Amelia-2-e1604258273235-150x150.jpg?resize=104%2C104&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"\" width=\"104\" height=\"104\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/nancymthurston.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/11\/20.10-30-Amelia-2-e1604258273235.jpg?resize=150%2C150&amp;ssl=1 150w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/nancymthurston.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/11\/20.10-30-Amelia-2-e1604258273235.jpg?resize=100%2C100&amp;ssl=1 100w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/nancymthurston.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/11\/20.10-30-Amelia-2-e1604258273235.jpg?zoom=2&amp;resize=104%2C104&amp;ssl=1 208w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/nancymthurston.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/11\/20.10-30-Amelia-2-e1604258273235.jpg?zoom=3&amp;resize=104%2C104&amp;ssl=1 312w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 104px) 100vw, 104px\" \/><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft size-thumbnail wp-image-1451\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/nancymthurston.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/11\/20.10-31-Danny.jpg?resize=150%2C150&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"\" width=\"150\" height=\"150\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/nancymthurston.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/11\/20.10-31-Danny.jpg?resize=150%2C150&amp;ssl=1 150w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/nancymthurston.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/11\/20.10-31-Danny.jpg?resize=100%2C100&amp;ssl=1 100w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/nancymthurston.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/11\/20.10-31-Danny.jpg?zoom=2&amp;resize=150%2C150&amp;ssl=1 300w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/nancymthurston.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/11\/20.10-31-Danny.jpg?zoom=3&amp;resize=150%2C150&amp;ssl=1 450w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 150px) 100vw, 150px\" \/><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Dear Grace*, It will be years before you walk on this planet Earth, but the same stardust and DNA swirls through both our bodies. You were the last thing on my mind when we began this wild year of 2020. But last Spring I remembered one special day, almost a decade ago, when you introduced &hellip; <\/p>\n<p class=\"link-more\"><a href=\"https:\/\/nancymthurston.com\/blog\/2020\/11\/01\/a-letter-and-my-prayer\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;A Letter &#8230; and My Prayer&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"nf_dc_page":"","jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[2,6,8,9],"tags":[288,41,289],"class_list":["post-1446","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-ancestors","category-earth","category-justice","category-memoir","tag-ancestors","tag-big-topics-at-midnight","tag-seven-generations"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/nancymthurston.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1446","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/nancymthurston.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/nancymthurston.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/nancymthurston.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/nancymthurston.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1446"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/nancymthurston.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1446\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1458,"href":"https:\/\/nancymthurston.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1446\/revisions\/1458"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/nancymthurston.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1446"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/nancymthurston.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1446"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/nancymthurston.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1446"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}