Meet the Pleiad*
Meet the Pleiad*
What is truly remarkably about a family is its marriage of unity and divergency. In many things my siblings and I share similarities. We are all sinners who cling to Christ. We all like to read. We all laugh at the same Wodehouse jokes. We all agree on Abraham Lincoln and the War of Northern Aggression. We all like each other pretty well.
Yet, we are all so astonishingly different. We have different tastes in books (fantasy, social drama, information, or dark mystery?), music (folk or classical or Latin?), fashion (serviceable, decorative, or full of holes?). Some of us are reserved, others demonstrative; some are realistic, others indomitably idealistic; some like their humor bone-dry, others... soggy. Some of us love to dance; others of us need to be dragged in to complete a set. Most of us like taking tea; some of us wonder why drinking stained water is considered so much fun. Some of us think rolling in dirt is glorious; the rest of us worry about the carpeting.
We don’t always understand each other, but the joy and agony of family life is forever getting to know the people closest to you. You may be surprised at how much there is to always learn.
* pleiad: n., an outstanding group of seven people or things. ;)
This is Next Sister. She is a voracious reader of Agatha Christie. She suspects everyone in turn, and so has the satisfaction of having correctly guessed the criminal’s identity. This beautiful and vivacious young woman is a talented filmmaker and photographer passionate about Creationism. Please visit her website: A Still Small Voice.
Into this odd corner I would like to make the announcement that last week my two youngest brothers made their singing debut at the nursing home where we minister with another family. Together they sang all four verses of “Come Thou, Almighty King,” a hymn they memorized during our Bible time each morning. I sang with them, as moral support, but they were the ones with the microphones! Third Brother later recited Psalm 23 to introduce Next Sister’s and my singing of “The Lord’s My Shepherd.”
(The lighting has turned us all into blondes. We have blond hair, but not nearly that much!)
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MRS. ARMSTRONG said...
What a wonderful post! I like the nicknames you used for each of them; my favorite is Littlest Brother! So cute. :-)
Tuesday, April 27, 2010 01:45 PM
HANDMAIDEN said...
The “nicknames” are purely functional, I assure you. ;-) I contemplated naming my siblings according to literary characters they resemble, but I was feeling particularly lethargic. Perhaps another day...
Tuesday, April 27, 2010 06:29 PM
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