Holidays are generally a stressful and challenging period for everyone, including thanksgiving.
In today’s society, we define families in many different ways. We have single parent families, same sex parent families and father-mother families. And all of these families are acceptable in this world. Some of us were primarily raised in a single parent home and even though mistakes or sin was committed, with God’s help, we turned out fine. No family is perfect. Just as no one is perfect. We bring all of our issues, problems and concerns to the table and usually take it out on the people who are closest to us. Families weren’t designed to hurt one another, but to love and comfort one another. For Genesis 13:8 says, “So Abram said to Lot, “Let’s not have any quarreling between you and me, or between your herdsmen and mine, for we are brothers.”
Right now we sit awkwardly at the same banquet, feuding siblings with a feast before us; the Table of communion, to eat the bread and drink the cup in remembrance of the One who died for us.
Two days before my Dad’s arrival my sister and I were chatting and trying to decide on some fun activities to do with him to create some good memories.
There is always a cause for the conflict in our families and if we stop long enough to reflect on the choices we have made in the past, we will be able to recognise some of our words and actions that have contributed to those conflicts.
We are warned in Scripture to discern the spirits to see whether they are of God. Never was this gift so needed as in today’s violent society. And it is not simply criminals and con artists who warrant this exercise; oftentimes everyday citizens do as well.
There were nights when I laid in bed listening to the sound of arguments and wondering what the family’s landscape would look like when I got out of bed in the morning. I was the step daughter and nothing I did was good enough in my stepmother’s eyes.
We curse out loud instead of loving and blessing out loud. Our words and thoughts produce life or death. We choose. God gave us the freedom to choose good or evil, peace or worry, contentment or depression, healing or sickness, order or disorder, wealth or poverty, knowledge or illiteracy, and life or death. It is up to us.
The step parent is looked upon as an intruder because of preconceived ideas fueled by the ‘step parent myth.’ When the situation is not handled diplomatically and with patience, the failure rate will increase. When the children are teenagers or adolescents, the problem becomes even more difficult.
Unfortunately, most American families have given up on the practice of Family Dinner Time and Family Devotions. They are just too busy, even though the act of breaking bread together is a perfect time to interact with one another.