Just so that there isn't anyone confused about my big idea...
My topic will be dealing with the issue of brothers and sisters. You know, why we can't get along, what the Bible has to say about sibling relationships, what the answers are to problems in the home, how we can actually like our siblings, all the trouble little brothers and sisters cause...
Oops. Okay, all the trouble that oldests can cause too.
I know that there is already a tremendous book out there on the market, but because we can't have too much material on the subject (especially from different perspectives, and I have a good one with seven siblings)—and there isn't much to choose from anyway—I have been urged and propelled forward by my parents with a "go ahead" sign. Or rather, "go ahead" words. Anyway, there you have it. My big idea. Pretty big indeed. So far things are looking good, but how can I say that when I know how critical I am of my own writings? Well, okay, going good in the aspect that at least I'm finding things to write about.
On a serious note, I have determined to make this journey (let's call it a quest) one that will transform my relationships with my siblings. I'm tired of the sub-par standard of just trying to get along. It isn't enough any more, and it hasn't satisfied through the years. As I grow older I see the damage I have caused in the lives of my siblings, and I don't want to live with the regret that I didn't fix the problem when I had a chance. What are oldest sisters for (or brothers for that matter)? So this book is a really a test of myself: do I have enough courage and fortitude to admit when I'm wrong, correct my mistakes, and press on toward making my siblings my best friends—truly? For I genuinely want to be their best friend, and they to be mine. But there are many bitter roots to weed out first. Mostly from the deeds that I have done, because, after all, I am the oldest siblings who is the example (once I hated my mom constantly telling me that I was the example to the rest of my siblings, but just as it can be used for bad, it can definitely be used for good).
Pray for me as I write. Pray for me as I attempt and resolve and conquer the obstacles before me. I want to be able to persevere at the end of this book and say with all honestly, "My siblings are my best friends." Of course, I may have many good outside friends, but I want my siblings to be my best friends. Forever and ever. Just like Anne and Diana in Anne of Green Gables. They were inseparable. They did everything together. They shared secrets, passions, pursuits, hopes, dreams, ideals, expectations and thoughts for the future, fears, likes and dislikes, and spent all of their time together, from when they were little girls until they grew up. Though they had other friends, they were the best of bosom friends. That is how I want my siblings and I to be.
Just a summary so you don't leave my blog with a perplexed look. Then again, you still might. At least I tried.
Oops. Okay, all the trouble that oldests can cause too.
I know that there is already a tremendous book out there on the market, but because we can't have too much material on the subject (especially from different perspectives, and I have a good one with seven siblings)—and there isn't much to choose from anyway—I have been urged and propelled forward by my parents with a "go ahead" sign. Or rather, "go ahead" words. Anyway, there you have it. My big idea. Pretty big indeed. So far things are looking good, but how can I say that when I know how critical I am of my own writings? Well, okay, going good in the aspect that at least I'm finding things to write about.
On a serious note, I have determined to make this journey (let's call it a quest) one that will transform my relationships with my siblings. I'm tired of the sub-par standard of just trying to get along. It isn't enough any more, and it hasn't satisfied through the years. As I grow older I see the damage I have caused in the lives of my siblings, and I don't want to live with the regret that I didn't fix the problem when I had a chance. What are oldest sisters for (or brothers for that matter)? So this book is a really a test of myself: do I have enough courage and fortitude to admit when I'm wrong, correct my mistakes, and press on toward making my siblings my best friends—truly? For I genuinely want to be their best friend, and they to be mine. But there are many bitter roots to weed out first. Mostly from the deeds that I have done, because, after all, I am the oldest siblings who is the example (once I hated my mom constantly telling me that I was the example to the rest of my siblings, but just as it can be used for bad, it can definitely be used for good).
Pray for me as I write. Pray for me as I attempt and resolve and conquer the obstacles before me. I want to be able to persevere at the end of this book and say with all honestly, "My siblings are my best friends." Of course, I may have many good outside friends, but I want my siblings to be my best friends. Forever and ever. Just like Anne and Diana in Anne of Green Gables. They were inseparable. They did everything together. They shared secrets, passions, pursuits, hopes, dreams, ideals, expectations and thoughts for the future, fears, likes and dislikes, and spent all of their time together, from when they were little girls until they grew up. Though they had other friends, they were the best of bosom friends. That is how I want my siblings and I to be.
Just a summary so you don't leave my blog with a perplexed look. Then again, you still might. At least I tried.
