Forgiving Family

Family isn’t just the people we brag about.

It’s the messy chapters, the misunderstandings, the things we wish had gone differently, and the grace we choose to give each other anyway.

Lately I’ve been thinking a lot about forgiveness… not the soft, easy kind, but the kind that faces what hurts

and says, “Let’s fix this so we don’t lose each other.”

I don’t want family reunions to only happen at funerals.

I don’t want distance to become tradition.

I want us to embrace the ugly just as boldly as the good, because both are part of our story and both shape who we are.

Every family has flaws. Every family has beauty.

What makes a culture and what makes a legacy is how we choose to handle both. It is the humility of the tax collector, not the pride of the Pharisee.

Not standing above each other saying, “Thank God I am not like them,”

but kneeling beside each other saying, “God, help us. Heal us. Have mercy on us all.”

Here’s to loving each other fully.

Here’s to celebrating what is good.

Here’s to facing what is broken so we can heal it.

Here's to a strong family.

And here’s to choosing connection before regret.