“I am what I am because of who we all are.”
~Martin Luther King, Jr.
My sisters and our families were all together this past week.
We filled the time partying, eating, baby dedicating, football watching, church-going, and eating some more.
Chelli and her husband Darren were highschool sweethearts and when they come home and the Palmers and the Roys get together, it’s a bona fide good time.
Our family boasts about every shade of human color on the spectrum – we’ve got Black, White, German, Polish, Panamanian, Scottish, Puerto Rican (hey Joel!), and Lord knows what else, up in the mix.
I look at all our children, and I am amazed by the creative handiwork of God. How we look so alike and so different. How Brandon says “Ant” and I say “Aunt”, and we are all connected. How there’s a piece of me in her, her, and him, and a piece of them in me. How we love. How God has not only blended us through marriage but through a saving faith in Christ; we are brothers and sisters. Thank you, Lord.
I think this weekend we got a taste of what heaven is like… when all God’s children get together, what a day of rejoicing it will be.
I think this weekend we were the best of MLK’s imagination.
We live the dream, and it really is beautiful.