I was looking through the pictures I took today, trying to find one to put on this post, and none seemed to be what I wanted. It’s not that they weren’t good enough. There was a nice one of Jeremy and the kids before church. Another nice one of me and the kids before church. A real good one of Jeremy and my mom before dinner. A great one of Papa Jim with the honeybaked ham. And a sweet shot of Savannah with Nana walking up the driveway.
It’s just that…we weren’t all together. That’s why I went with the eggs. They are all together. They might be a little off color, with goofy faces and crazy eyes… but just like this family of mine, they stick together.
Dinner tonight was so enjoyable. It dawned on me while we were sitting around after clearing the table, sharing stories and laughing, what a blessing that really is.
Being a part of a family involves risk. You end up loving people who hurt your feelings or cause you pain. Not one of us is perfect and life can be tough. The Simons and York history’s are very different. But instead of any of this causing division, we are able to talk and enjoy each other, even to the point of silliness.
I think forgiveness is key to this kind of life. One that is marked by love and respect instead of bitterness and revenge. On this Easter I am thankful for my family. But I’m most thankful for a Savior who died showing all of us what it means to love and forgive our way to a full life. Thank you, Jesus!
