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Thankful for Sisters....And Brothers!


Today is the day to be thankful for sisters.  God in His infinite wisdom and knowledge put together a family for each of us.

With only the creativity at His disposal-He designed my beautiful family.  How else can I say today that I'm the thankful and proud oldest sister of seven strong and passionate women.

My husband and brothers (in-laws) might say it more like this...opinionated, stubborn, strong willed, bull headed, tenacious and driven women. 

I call it...Blessed!   Really.  I'm not lying.  I truly am blessed to know each of them and to have them in my lives.  They mean the world to me and I admire them all.

Five sisters had to put up with me as the bossy and mothering big sister.  Two sisters lucked out that it was later that I began annoying them!

I am thinking about each of them now as I write this and holding them in my minds eye.  This would be a book and not a blog if I wrote what I feel.  Needless to say these sisters of mine are hard at work today changing their own bit of the world and blessing those around them.

My brother came in to our lives after I was married and away from home.  What began as a motivation to help became the opportunity to learn.  He rocked our world and changed our lives.  Opened doors and ministries and perceptions.    My Mom needed a boy!

I have other brothers!  Seven to be exact.  My sisters were blessed with amazing husbands and my little brothers!  These are men that I respect and appreciate and adore! While as different as my sisters they each bring so much fun, wisdom and balance to any family get together.  While looking after my sisters and nieces and nephews...they also look after my Mom.

In my own world of dynamic concentric circles I have many sisters.  Friends.  Co-workers.  Church family and neighbors.  Those women who occupy a precious spot in my life.  I Praise God for them.

Finally, I am thankful that God made us to want and need connections with others.  That He designed family with all of its imperfections and siblings!!!

It is not a wussy feel good made up need but rather a created one placed within the heart.  A way to touch our world as a rock thrown into the water creates a ripple that reaches the edge of the world.  

 

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