My family lives far away.
Like REALLY far away.
No seriously, I’m talking a minimum of an 8-hour car ride away and as far as a 2-day car ride away and as crazy far as on another continent.
My family lives far away.
However, from time to time a miracle will seemingly happen and a chunk of my family and I will connect.
I have two younger brothers who live in South Dakota and Minnesota, but recently we were able to connect in Chicago for the weekend. My stomach is still recovering from all the laughs and the obscene amount of Skyline Chili we ate together.
Now, there are things in my life that I’m very thankful for like great hair and freakish height (please wipe sarcasm off screen now), but nothing brings me more joy than to know I have two brothers that love God and are living their lives in pursuit of Him.
As we all know, life is not all “puppies and ponies”.
Growing up my brother’s and I would fight and I did things that I’m not proud of even to this day. However, through it all we always loved each other. We had each other’s backs, we supported each other, and we looked out for each other’s best interests.
Now we are in grown-up land and the challenges we face are harder and sometimes more complex, but are love for each other never changes. When one of us gets hurt we all hurt. When one of us succeeds we all succeed. When one of us has a baby we all send presents until the baby isn’t crying as much.
Psalm 103:17 says,
“But the steadfast love of the Lord is from everlasting to everlasting
on those who fear him, and his righteousness to children’s children,”
I’m so glad to have been raised in a family where the expectation to pass down the love of Christ to generation to generation is taught. That when mistakes are made, we fall back into the arms of the Grace of God, but work hard to change what needs to be changed to prevent any cycle of sin from starting in our family. I believe God can use our families to incubate and percolate the love of God in a way that has lasting effects on our future families and those around us.
It’s an awesome feeling to know that type of love is alive in our family. Heck, I have a whole extended family full of God-fearing men and woman from top to bottom! I truly am blown away at how blessed I am to be able to live life with them.
I know this doesn’t have any powerful spiritual thread to it for many of you, but for me it does. This past weekend reminded me of how proud I am to be a Hunt and how proud I am to have God fearing brothers who I love.
My encouragement to you is to love your family well. Even if you don’t have a family tree full of fruit bearing Christians keep loving them. I believe that the love we show our family is sometimes the most powerful witness we have for the power of Christ in our lives.
Through the ups and downs and ins and outs of live keep loving your family well, laugh through the hard times, and continue to pursue God in all that you do.