We Forgot How To Be Family

We Forgot How To Be Family

I’ve had this title in my mind for some time now and have wanted to write an article but I haven’t been able to get my thoughts together. For now, this is all I could put on paper, as sometimes the sadness pertaining to the title is overwhelming. Yes, there are a lot of extenuating circumstances that led us to this place and every family member has their own story. I can only work on mine.

Sometimes we all wish we could have that picture perfect family. But along the way of life something tragic happened to mine.

We Forgot How To Be Family

 So shall they fear

The name of the LORD from the west,

And His glory from the rising of the sun;

When the enemy comes in like a flood,

The Spirit of the LORD will lift up a standard against him. Isaiah 59:19 (NKJV)

We forgot how to be family.

Lord, we need help,

We forgot how to look

At each other with love,

Lord, we need help.

The many years, the tears

The toil, the pain,

Made us feel

That we could never regain

Never be true family.

Lord we need help!

It seemed so simple

Way back when

We were innocent

We had dreams but then…

We had no real role models

For how to do it

Only Jesus

To help us through it,

How can we forget

To live the Golden Rule?

How could we allow the enemy's tools

To prevail?

Like a flood He came in

Through the anxieties

Of the world,

Like a flood he came in

A tornado of pain swirled.

But the Spirit of the Lord

Will set a standard,

An escape

No hooded hero

With a cape.

But a God/man,

Christ Jesus, our Lord.

We forgot how to be family

Lord, help us remember

Help us now, I pray.

Donna Collins Tinsley

There once was a little girl who believed in Fairy Tales. She not only believed in them she loved them so much. Her book by Hans Christian Anderson both thrilled her and scared her. But she read on. She laughed, she cried, she dreamed and danced pretending to be some of those characters.