God Through the Ages and the Caribbean

Here is the Anglican church in Nassau, Bahamas that we came upon. We asked the person standing at the front if we could go inside, and he said very tentatively, "Yes." All of us were so glad he did. Honestly, it was so beautiful inside, and it felt like we had been to church
that week, it was so special.

Here are a few of the many memorials that are all over the side walls. They are beautifully worded, and such a history lesson! Many of these are dated when Nassau was basically a Caribbean shipping port, and slave trading was at it's peak. It was a colonized outpost. In the midst of that, to see the most loving memorials two hundred years later was nothing short of special. It was such an honor to be in this church.

This one above is a memorial to people lost in a shipwreck. Amazing!
Click any of these to make them bigger. They are clear to read if you do.

This one above is so heart wretching. You can feel the
heartache in the parents who had to bury their child.

This is the memorial that brought me to tears, it's hard to read, so let me tell it to you again. The italics are not mine, the italics and exclamations are part of the actual memorial.

"In memory of
Emma Clementia Blatch
whom it pleased the Almighty to visit suddenly
in the bloom of life with severe fever
of which she died October 16, 1825 aged 19.
Her earthly remains are deposited
in potter's field...her spirit with God.
Reader! Whoever thou art, let the sight of this monument imprint on thy mind, that young and old without distinction leave this world! Therefore fail not to secure the next."

I think that about says it all.