Telling the Family

Of all places we were at a funeral.

My Papaw was so excited he kept asking if I had told anyone the good news about the adoption going through.

My great-aunt’s beloved had just passed. It was a sad time because we all missed him, however we celebrated his life. So many stories filled the dinner table. There was so much joy and laughter. The waitress felt it was odd how we expressed our mourning. 

I felt a little odd to mention something so joyous and complete, curing a time of mourning and sorrow.  I finally announced that our adoption went through.  My great-aunt’s heart and face lit up with joy!  Tears formed in her eyes as she heard the good news.

“Our God is a good God,” my aunt announced as she looked up at the heavens. “Glory, glory, to God!” 

Family is a lot. My family has been my prayer warriors, my support, and my comfort during this journey.  Friends come and friends go. They drift apart from us. They don’t mean to I’m sure, but it happens. 

But FAMILY!
If you don’t have your family, what do you have?