We talked a little bit about defining family on Wednesday and one of the girls made a comment that really stuck out to me. She said growing up her blood family always seemed to cut her down or pull her away from what she wants to accomplish. She said that her family is more than blood. It was those who helped her through life. Those who took her in. Those that were friends with her and were willing to help her grow. These weren’t blood. It reminds me that as members of the church, we have been encouraged as members of the church and commanded to love our neighbor as our self. To lift those in need. To mourn with those that mourn. This young lady helped me appreciate home and visiting teachers, those that spend time with others outside of their family. We are one big family here on earth and we all have needs and we can help them. Some of us come from families that cut down us down and we need others to help step in and lift us up. It is the very essence of the gospel of Jesus Christ.
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