Recently, I drove home to Atlanta, from Hampton, VA where my wife’s side of the family held a reunion.
I love my in-laws. Thirty-three years ago I married into this great, godly clan. They are women and men of faith, many of whom are involved in significant ministry.
By now, we do not care whether we are related by blood or by marriage.
This year, more than 50 percent of our population in the USA will attend a family reunion.
My side of the family will have a reunion next year, Lord willing.
From the Milwaukee Journal Sentinel:
For the first time, two branches of Thomas Jefferson’s family tree – one black, one white – came together in May for the annual family reunion at Monticello Plantation, the ancestral Virginia estate.
Descendants of Jefferson’s slave and long-rumored mistress, Sally Hemings, were invited to attend because scientists said recent DNA tests showed that Jefferson fathered Hemings’ youngest son, Eston. The Hemings descendants have not, however, been formally recognized as family members by the Monticello Association, whose 700 members trace their lineage to one of Jefferson’s two daughters.
Imagine not being officially recognized by an association that tracks your family’s lineage!
As I reflect on the idea of the family gathering for an occasion other than a funeral or a wedding, I think of our Sundays here at CPC.
All week, we look forward to seeing each other. When we see each other, we freely hug, kiss, tease, laugh and remind ourselves that we are family.
May that never change.
Glad we’re family,
Richard Allen Farmer