On Saturday, I will be going with a group of women to a Christian women’s conference in the town I grew up. In fact, we will pass right near the house I considered my Home (even when we no longer lived there). I thought it was a big house, it seems considerably smaller now (at least from the outside as I haven’t been in it since I was 12).
When I was 12, my Dad, 53 and my Mom, 50 decided to downsize. My dad sold his business, our cottage and our home to move into a 12’x60’ trailer, 5 miles from my home. I was angry for many years about that.
Today, my thoughts went to the fact that it was all about them (my parents). They weren’t thinking of family gatherings, my going through my teen years in a aluminum box and too far to bike to town (and the road wasn’t safe to ride on). Just what they wanted….
I use to be devastated when we didn’t get to spend holidays with my siblings and their families when I was a teenager. We were family and we were suppose to be together!
Now I share my “family” with our kids’ in-laws and it’s ok. We still have family together and that’s what’s important. Family.
And family isn’t just about the relatives but about those that the Lord brings into our lives. Some pass through but some come to stay. Family. People that we love, not just those that are easy to love but those that we love by being a conduit for the Lord’s love to them.
Who are you loving today?
Just what I am thinking about today. What is on your mind!
Blessings!
Karen
I originally posted this on 2/24 in the afternoon then edited it that evening.
2/25 Please know that I know I wouldn’t be the person I am today without the people my parents were. I can see the Lord’s hand through my childhood and I am thankful for the circumstances and situations that He allowed in my life that ultimately brought me to Him. As far as I know, neither of my parents ever came to know the Lord which is a heartbreak for me but again it is a gift that we choose to accept. Freewill.
1 comments:
It's hard being a parent and choosing what is best for the family. I was determined that MY/our home would be one where my kids would like to hang out with their friends. Cookies and milk, etc. at the ready. That was what I longed for as a youngster, but didn't feel the welcoming hospitality in my folks' home. But, would you believe --that wasn't important to my kids. They were always off somewhere else busy with other interests. You just never know.
I hope you have a wonderful time with your group. We ladies need these times, don't you think?
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