Emphasis Preaching Journal

In the rural reaches of the St. Lawrence River Valley, residents remember the story of an old farmer who shocked, then soothed, his family nearly one hundred years ago. As he approached the end of his long life, he asked that after his death, they take his body and bury it in some unmarked place beneath a tree in the rich northern forest bordering his farm. The man's sons and daughters protested. How would people know where he was buried? In a few short years all would forget.

"You're right," the man answered. "But God will remember. That's really enough."