I truly believe that there's no such thing as a perfect family.
Mine, for instance, is far from perfection.
We have our quirks and each of us has our share of insanity.. well not my lil bro, I haven't found out what his is, hopefully he's the sanest of us all. :P (Amen).
But the rest of us.. We all have our 'insanity period'; we make mistakes, sometimes even brought shame to the family...
Trust me if you live with my family at those insanity periods you'd probably think you live in a Gossip-Girl-like tv show :P
...but eventually each time, each of us snapped out of it, apologize, forgiven, made everything right, and we moved on. All of us.
My insanity period? Well.. I ran away from home when I was 16. It's a long story, I'll tell you about it later;)
My point is, my family's not perfect,
but that single fact actually brings me closer to the only perfect thing in this world : My Lord the Almighty.
Yeah I was evolved spiritually and I still have to learn a lot, but right now... well.. I don't know about you guys, but to me, when God comes first, everything feels.. wonderfully okay. :)
And right then I see that an imperfect family is just one of His greatest gift for me. And I'm deeply thankful for it.
Family comes second, right after God.
Inspired by the story of the Prophet Abraham and his son,
peace be upon them.
Love,
TS
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