The other day we had some friends of my roommate over for Sunday dinner. They are such an awesome family and every time I get to spend time with them I am amazed at the sweet spirit that they carry with them and at their love for everyone. Anyway, as they were getting ready to leave, the father of this family asked us how our parents and our families were doing. As I was telling him about how my crazy yet lovable relations are faring I was struck again with how lucky I am. Not only am I blessed to have a family that I love, but I have the ability to keep in touch with them on a regular basis. I've often thought how hard it must have been for people who left their families in the past. Many people left their homes, their families and their country and they were never going back. I can't imagine never seeing my family again. Never hearing them on the phone, only getting occasional letters. I have a webcam in my laptop and this gives me the chance to actually see them, even if I can't physically be there. I have been home at least once every two years since I moved here. How lucky am I?
I was struck by this again today as a good friend gave me great counsel on the internet. How lucky am I? I have great friends who are close enough to the spirit to give me great counsel, and even when they are hundreds of miles away, I have the tools to access their wisdom.
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