I am the luckiest man in the world. Luckiest, if you have a weak grip on reality and trust fate. Blessed, if you understand that God honors choices made in pursuit of Him, regardless of shortcomings.
But before writing on the subject of family – a fitting theme – I want to wish my father, Peter Kirk, a very happy 64th birthday. He taught me virtue, faithfulness, stewardship, and what it means to be masculine in creativity. But more, he showed me through years, not just words, what it meant to love Jesus and family selflessly.
Happy birthday, Daddy. ch:
WARNING: If you don’t believe in God, or even Providence, then this piece will irritate you.
Even deists will be irritated. If God is distant and uninterested in human affairs, do yourself a favor and stop reading.
Everyone else – believers in God and divine appointments – how does your family rate in importance?
Now, family can be a touchy subject, so rating them can be difficult.
We all have “the crazies.” You know who I mean. Aunt Mary who smells of mothballs and cheese; Grandpa Sal who swears loudly at punk kids with long hair; and Uncle Frank who flirts with the bride at every wedding he attends.
But even the crazies are important to God. Important enough for Him to trust you with their bloodline, and their legacy – great or small.
So how would you rate your family’s importance in your day-to-day life?
Low? Medium? High?
No matter what your classification, let me help take it to the next level.
If God is truly intentional and deliberate, then of all the 7 billion people on the planet – or roughly 3 billion families – the one you were assigned to is pretty exclusive. Statistically speaking.
So important that 7 billion other people didn’t get your family.
But think even broader. You won the lottery with the most enormous odds of all, because you were born in this era, not in the hundreds previous. Which means your family was handpicked for you by God over thousands of years, not just from billions people.
It would seem He knows what he’s doing, and thinks you’re pretty special to handle the circumstances you were born into. Good. Bad. Or ugly.
When your parents bewilder you, your siblings frustrate you, your kids dumbfound you, and your in-laws freak you right out, remember: you won the family one-in-a-billion lotto.
Digesting that statistic may just be the key to letting your parents awe you, your siblings encourage you, your kids bless you, and your in-laws support you.
But there’s almost no hope for smelling like mothballs and cheese. ch: