Family. We all have one. And we all know what they can be like. I promise you this wont be the last time I talk about family, because, lets face it, their a big part of our lives whether we like it or not.
Family, what is there to say? Ive heard the statement that nobody realizes how weird their family is until their finally around other peoples familys. And the truth? Its true. I grew up with a very loud family, bordering on being redneck and always stating their opinion no matter whos around. While some people may not agree with a family like this, I feel like thats the right kind of family. (Not a redneck one, but a very vocal one.) Some people have turned their family gatherings into fake smiles, and clearance gifts. No, this isnt how family is supposed to be. Family is supposed to be real. Its supposed to be the people that not only know you the best, but love you for it.
Every family, no matter who you are, has problems. I can guarantee you that I will never meet a family in my life that doesnt have problems. The great thing about that though, is those problems and our families mold us to who we are. Adversity forms us, shapes us, and ultimately helps us. My family has struggled with near death experiences, actual deaths, and extreme financial hardship. But, in an odd way, Im glad for that. With death, I have become angry and then forgiven God, which has shaped my heart and made it softer and compassionate. With near death experiences (especially with my dad) I have become very aware of how precious life is, and how quickly someone can go, and also, how God loves someone enough to give them second or third chances.
Financial hardship... phew, this one I could go on and on about. Money, especially in America is this common bond through everything, and it fuels everything. Well, when you have this rocky road with money, especially when raising a family, well, lets just say... there are not many harder trials someone can go through, than being, destitute. It pulls you down so far, where you are at your wits end, and you feel like all that is left of you after so much wearing down is the very sinews and ligaments...trying to keep you together. And the only thing you can do, is hope. Hope and Pray.
The great, great thing is though, Family gets us through it. God, whom I love, chose us, to be a family. He self picked each and every member of a family. Does anyone ever think about that?
God put us in a family for a purpose. Isnt that odd? Sometimes, I wonder who I would be if God didnt put me in the family I am in. Trust me, I definitely have problems with them, and sometimes.... I wish I could be as far away as possible from them simply because I dont want to jump across the table and tackle them. But I am glad God put me in this family.
Family, to me, should be your biggest supporters. But, they should also be open to a little teasing now and then, because hey, who better to tease you than the people who know you best?
Families are not always what we want them to be, their dysfunctional, rude, blatent, harsh, condescending, annoying and embarrasing. But the thing we have to accept is, they're family. And there is nothing you can do to change that. We must remember we are all human. All trying to find a purpose in our lives. But if you ever forget that, just remember a purpose we already have is to love our family God gave us, and complete the puzzle God made when he was creating our families.
P.S. For my next 5 segments (give or take) I will write about each member of my family... from my take. I think hearing about my family will give you a better picture of me.
Love, your last link of the Hicks 6, Shelby.
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