I come from a kind family… for the most part. Maybe you come from a kind family, too. Not a perfect family, but a kind one. One year, we discovered just how kind our family can be. Growing up, we spent every Thanksgiving at my grandparents’ home in Hazard, Kentucky. My cousins are, to this day, some of my best friends. As we grew up, however, new people like boyfriends and girlfriends began to be included in our family gatherings. Some have become family. Some were wonderfully nice folks who were easy to welcome in. Some, not so much.
Like the year my cousin invited her new boyfriend. He showed up slightly inebriated. And by slightly, I mean very. He flirted outrageously with every female there, including my 80-year-old, dyed-in-the-wool Baptist grandmother, to whom he bellowed, “Granny! As long as I got a lap, you got a place to sit!” Exact words. Imagine a bit of word-slurring, friends, and you’ve just about captured the horror of the moment for the rest of us. Listen, this guy did every inappropriate thing that day short of plucking a hair from someone’s head and flossing with it! Needless to say, he didn’t make the final cut, as boyfriends go.
Here’s why I say I have a kind family. Apart from a shocked look and a glare or two (mainly from Granny), nobody said one unkind word to him. My sweet Little Mama later said, “You know, everybody needs somebody to spend holidays with.”
How about you? Who’s coming to put feet under your table today? Are they all easy and light? Or may there be a person or two who might just be a little EGR (Extra Grace Required)? Let your kindness-flag fly high, friends. You get to serve the fruit of the Spirit to them today.
Make every effort to keep the bond of peace today. Be kind to all those you share this holiday with. And for goodness’ sake, don’t pull a hair from anyone’s head!