Reflections

This season of Thanksgiving is reminding me that I have a lot to be thankful for. My parents are one (or do they count as two?) of the things I am most thankful for. I have been blessed with Godly parents who have taught me and my siblings to trust God in every circumstance. They have reminded us over and over that everything is from Him and that all the glory belongs to Him. Any time the economy has taken a plunge (which seems to be a consistent and unavoidable theme in the oil and gas industry), they have never shown us the slightest hint of anxiety or worry, EVER. They have always put our needs and desires above their own and they have never considered us to be under them, in the sense that they've never made us wash the dishes while they sat and chatted just because we were the kids. I am so thankful for that. Everything in our family has always been a family effort. Everyone pitches in gladly and no one gets told what to do. Jenny, Ben and I are all quite different and I think we've all required a different set of parenting skills. Our parents have been so adaptable and so in tune to our wiring that they have made parenting look graceful and effortless, and I know it is not. They have taught us by example their whole lives, and I hope I can pass it on to my own children.