Family Troubles

JOYPEACE

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Yesterday I taught a group of youth in Sunday school.

The lesson was called "No place like home."

I asked the kids if they could be in any family in the world
which one would it be.

Some appreciated the families God had given them;
others wanted to change.

I asked those who wanted to change what they would change if
they could and whom they would switch with.

Some of them looked at me and figured I had the perfect parents
with the perfect childhood, but their parents were too old and
were too strict for today's times.

I asked them how old their father was, they responded with a
middle age number.

I went on to tell them about my family.

There is no family on the earth that I would have rather been
born into, but it wasn't as it appeared to them.

First of all, I told those who complained about the age of their
parents, "My father was sixty when I was born. By the time I
was your age, my father was seventy-five, now how old did you
say your father was?" I explained that I had no memories of my
father with any non-gray hair at all.

Second, I explained to them that I had to walk to school
everyday and back home. These were not the 1920s I was telling
them about, these were the 1970s and 80s.

Third, I explained that my father was a health enthusiast and I
had to eat raw sprouts and drink fresh carrot juice and cod
liver oil everyday.

I went on to tell them about my delivering newspapers before
school, not being able to watch television in the presence of my
father, working in a factory every single summer, never getting
any allowance at all, and having to clean the house with my
brother every night.

Then I asked the question again, "How many of you still would
want to switch over to my family?"

Not a hand went up.

After that class I saw some of the warmest reunions of children
with their parents that I had ever witnessed after class before.
I knew that I still had grown up in one of the easiest
situations on earth, but compared with what they were
complaining about, it made their situations look pretty good.

I also realize now that everything that seemed tough to me
growing up was actually a blessing. They were the tough things
that developed me.

Be thankful for your family if you have one; we often don't
appreciate what we have until it is gone.

~A MountainWings Original by James Bronner~

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Ahigono

And appreciate our environment all around, too.