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Family History is a work furthered by more than just the living

I first learned what genealogy was, when my grandmother gave my mom a gift. It was a large blue binder and I wondered what it could hold that might be gift worthy. When I was told it was a binder filled with names of our ancestors, I wasn't entirely sure what that meant. But I wanted to look through it and to understand. Partly because the name ancestor struck some chord within me. It sounded special, important. And partly because I loved learning, and binders signified learning to me, as I used them in school.

I distinctly remember running my hand over the smooth plastic cover, so nice and new and then opening the binder. The first thing I saw was a letter from my grandmother detailing the contents of the book. And after that, pages and pages of pedigrees and family group sheets filled with names. As I turned each page, hearing name after name roll off my tongue, a fire was kindled in my fourteen year old heart. Every blank line on a pedigree chart called to me, begging to be filled with a name. Twelve years later, my desire to find those names and learn about their lives has only increased.

Not everyone is filled with that desire upon first learning about genealogy. For some, it seems a difficult task, and therefore not an enjoyable one. Learning to do genealogy can seem like learning a new language, or for me, like trying to understand math. But it is doable, and the satisfaction that comes from comprehension or discovery is so much greater after working hard to attain it. But we don't have to learn it all on our own.

In an earlier post I quoted the following scripture and I'd like to quote 1 Nephi 3:7 again: "And it came to pass that I, Nephi, said unto father: I will go and do the things which the Lord hath commanded, for I know that the Lord giveth no commandments unto the children of men, save he shall prepare a way for them that they may accomplish the thing which he commandeth them."

For Mormons, doing Family History is a commandment, and one that if they take up they will have divine help in so doing. Even members not of the church may have the blessing of divine guidance in seeking out their kindred dead. The Lord hears all prayers. And prayer should not be forgotten in carrying out, "the greatest responsibility in this world that God has laid upon us..." - Joseph Smith, History of the Church 6:313

I testify to you that as you make an effort to do your genealogy your mind will be enlightened. You will be able to understand those things which before seemed muddled. What was once something you started because you knew you should, will become something you will continue because it will bring you joy. And Heavenly Father will create miracles. Things will happen that could not possibly be coincidence. I would like to share with you a story in relation to this.

Soon after I began delving into my father's genealogy I found myself at a standstill. I knew the name of my Great Grandfather, the names of his parents and the area in which he was born but nothing else. I had no record of siblings to research in trying to find out more about his parents. His parents had died when he was a baby and he had been raised by friends. And I could not personally go to the area to search so I found someone who could, through RAOGK. This kind volunteer visited the local historical society once a month and made time to look for further information for me. Three months into our correspondence I received an email that made me shiver.

He told me that on his monthly visit that morning (which was a 2 hour visit) that he ran across two brothers looking through the same section as he. He asked them about what they were looking for, and they told him they were searching for information on the same family I was. It turns out that they were my Great Grandfathers nephews (though they had never known him). They were making a genealogy research trip through the area.

That was the only day and time they were in that particular historical society. And they ran into my correspondent, also the only day and time in which he was there that month.

My correspondent gave me their email address. These brothers had a wealth of information on my Great Grandfather's family which they willingly shared and we still keep in touch, working to find more information on our family line, hoping someday to meet. The meeting of my correspondent and my distant relations was no coincidence. I can promise you that when you do this work, you do not do it alone.

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Comment from: Moira Tyrell [Member] Email
My first introduction to genealogy was when I was about that age too. But the books that I handled and smelled were old and worn. They were long ledger style hard bound notebooks that I just don't see too much anymore. I don't remember if I read it then but I remember a feeling of reverence that came over me to when I was told what it was. I did feel as if I was holding my whole history in my hands. These books were apparently started by my grandfather. They are now in my father's keep and no doubt would pass down to one of us someday. Since that first time I have read and looked through these notebooks and each time I do still feel a sense of reverence when I read the names of my ancestors.
10/26/07 @ 22:32
Comment from: Marlene Harris Austin [Visitor] Email
I remember reading my families histories when I was a teenager and we had just moved. I didn't know anyone, but reading the experiences of a number of my ancestors who had joined the church in the 1830s and following them through their trek to Utah was absolutely stirring and comforting to me. I started do research when I went to BYU and family history has been a fun and motivating force in my life every since.
10/28/07 @ 07:01

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