I know, I used family in my title yesterday. Not very original to use it twice in one weekend, but oh, well 🙂
Short and sweet today. People are starting to move around, looking for coffee and breakfast. I’ve pretty much left them on their own to fix cereal or toast or whatever. I made a pot of coffee for them. Aside from that, it’s each to his own. That’s one of the perks of having grown-up grandkids.
Anyway I’ve been thinking a lot about family this week. The importance of it, the pleasure and joy of it. The fact is, God created the family. He did that for many reasons, I’m sure, but for me one of the best parts of family is the shared history, the recognition of family traits, and the sense of belonging.
My family is scattered from 15 miles away from us to South Dakota to England to Germany to New Zealand. We tend to not stay in whatever place we’re born. Not sure why that is. Maybe we come from a line of nomads 🙂 In any case, having so much distance makes the times we do get together all the sweeter.
I’m enjoying it. A lot.
Psalm 68:6. “God setteth the solitary in families: he bringeth out those which are bound with chains: but the rebellious dwell in a dry land.”