My Thanksgiving prayers changed this year.
As a child, I was told that our family was descended from a descendant from the Mayflower. That did not really sink in until this year. I mean, how many people have proclaimed such preposterousness? At least that is how it seemed to me. My grandfather on my father’s side of the family claimed we were related to the Wright Brothers for many years, but upon research, I found it just wasn’t possible. So, the Mayflower, well, I just had to check it out.
So, to solve the mystery, I spent several months slaving over someone else’s genealogy work this year, pouring over census records as well as birth and death records. I checked and double-checked facts, discovering family information hidden from many.
Upon completion of my research, I discovered that lo and behold, it is true. Our family is truly descended from Stephen Hopkins and his family on the Mayflower—one of the very first Pilgrims who arrived on the shores of Cape Cod and ate the first Thanksgiving. Amazing.
It brings to stark light Generational Curses
If you don’t know your Mayflower history, I will share with you one fact about Stephen Hopkins. He was a bondafide violent alcoholic. He ran a tavern in England, and later in the new American colony. He abandoned his first wife in England to seek out fortune in the New World. He set sail for the colony of Jamestown, only to return with the death of his wife. While he was abroad in Jamestown, his wife died, leaving him a single father with two children. He married his second wife and they set sail for their new life in America on the Mayflower.
While Stephen did do some transcribing for the Pilgrims in England and here in America, there was no record that this was his religious belief. He was taken several times before the Plymouth court for unruly violent behavior, but eventually settled down. When his wife died, he claimed he wanted to be buried next to her. However, no one knows what happened to her or him, or where their graves are. These are historical facts.
So, it comes as no surprise to me that this is my physical and spiritual heritage. I am a single mom divorced from a violent alcoholic and descended from a long line of adulterous alcoholics. Our fathers’ curses have gone on and one for generation after generation, apparently all the way back to the Mayflower, and probably beyond that.
The Lord broke this curse over my family and our Thanksgiving has forever changed.
My Aunt Johnnie prayed for me.
She wasn’t biologically my aunt, but a close family friend of one of my aunts. Both have since passed away, but their prayers did not go away! The prayers seeds sown by my aunts and my Great Grandmother, remained all these years. Only to be harvested in this season.
My life has been a string of events from one wrong turn after another. I would always end up a few steps back from where I started, until now. I didn’t even start out with a belief in God, as my father is an atheist. It wasn’t until I had to pull my sons and I out of domestic violence through the Holy Spirit that the Lord gave me wings.
These women who prayed for me and others in our family, were the pioneers of our family’s faith. It skipped a generation, only to be sowed in me. I now daily pass it on to my sons, and pray over the seeds God calls me to sow in their lives.
Are you praying for your family?
Or, even someone close to you. Are the generational curses taking hold of their lives and wreaking havoc? As women who have walked the path of faith through the Holy Spirit, we are holding the keys to unlock our families and our future generations. This is our call.
Maybe your son has lost his way. Perhaps your daughter is being led down a path of destruction. Maybe even your husband is stuck in his faith.
Sure, we can dress up pretty and go to church in all of our finest, but the real work lies on our knees. We can even show up every Sunday and Wednesday, looking good on the outside. But, the answers lie in laying down our own sins and weaknesses before the Lord, so that we can hear the Spirit leading us in prayer. It isn’t about praying religiously, or showing the world how good we are, but it is in the quiet movement of the Holy Ghost.
So give thanks with a Thanksgiving Prayer
Give thanks for the prayers that will be answered in the future.
Give thanks for the favor you already have in your family.
Give thanks for those who are already around you now.
Give thanks for all that the Lord has blessed you with.
Give thanks for His future for you and your family.
Then give Him praise!
For He is good. All the time.