A few years ago, Glenn and I were blessed to be able to take a trip to England. Before we left, Glenn’s Aunt Pauline sweetly insisted we needed to see Kenilworth Castle. A branch of Glenn’s Dad’s (and Aunt Pauline’s) family, the Kenworthys are associated with the castle.
Glenn and I were amazed at the size of the ruins of Kenilworth! It was beautiful even in its present state. We walked all around it, read the very interesting markers that explained how and when each section was built.
I think my favorite section was the 3 story one built for Queen Elizabeth I, when her dear friend, the Duke of Leicester was the man of the house.. er… castle.
We climbed up winding stone staircases in the corners of the castle, and walked through the Great Hall, imagining what Kenilworth must have looked like in its glory days.
The site we linked to can tell you much more about the castle than I ever could, but I thought you might enjoy that brief explanation of how we came to know about it.
When we were in the process of buying our own little Kenilworth home last month, the kids wanted to name it. As we tossed around ideas, the Lord brought to mind Kenilworth Castle. We all agreed it was just right for this home!
I have always had a love for English style homes and gardens, so to name our home after an English castle, which also has a connection to our forbears seemed like a neat way to tie together our little Orr family with the families that begat ours in a generational and historical way. The kids can see God’s providence in our lives, as well as the lives of our ancestors, and even those Orrs yet to come (the ones our kids will have… not us!!) as He gives us opportunities for making memories in our new home. Lord willing, there will be many wonderful stories for the future…