We are currently incubating 12 quail eggs. In the house. On the counter. In the bathroom. As some would say, "that's such a Campbell thing to do." As if that magically explains all manner of oddities. <insert eyeroll emoji here> It is, however, a very common occurance in our home. The last batch we hatched on the kitchen table, but with it being the holidays and all, we needed that space quail free. But let's focus.
For the purpose of this post I'd like to spend our time on what exactly it means when someone says, "that's such a Campbell thing to do." Some might say, that it describes some of the shenanigans we get into. Which surprisingly are many and often. Some say it lovingly and with admiration. Some say it with disgust. Some say it with envy. However it's said, it is recieved with pride. We are proud of who we are, as individuals who make up a bigger whole. We are a family. We are Campbell's. We each have qualities and strengths that we offer to the others to create a complete unit. We support, we uplift, we laugh, we fight, we love. We don't quit and we don't back down. We stand beside one another when all manner of life is thrown at us - good or bad. We do life together.
As parents, Luke and I have always been intentional about creating a family unit that functioned with the mantra "God first, family second". We are purposeful about our decision making and instruction and we try to lead by example. We have deliberately created a home environment where our family wants to be and where they want to bring their friends. We absorb all who enter here into our inner circle for the time they are in our home. They belong here with us and are welcome. The effects of this can be seen and felt even after people leave our home. We've recently had a number of opportunities to put this into practice and to see the fruits of our labor.
My daughter had a very dear friend pass away this past weekend. It was traumatic and unexpected. But in the midst of this sadness and sense of lost, my girl commented out loud that she loved our house and how it really felt like a home. Comfort in a time of grief. Safe in a scary, unpredictable time. Friends came and wept and slept and hugged and loved here. Grief was felt, but so was hope. The very next night, the doors were opened for a much happier reason and friends entered here to celebrate the upcoming holiday. Families joined under one roof to laugh and to share a meal and time. The gift of ourselves was given to all. One sweet soul later sent me a message and said, "Your home was made for bringing people together!" No sweeter words have been spoken. Music to my ears. This is my gift to share. Hospitality. God given and I plan to use it well. My home is your home. Mi case es su casa.
So, I encourage you to find your own "thing". What is it about your family that is worth growing and sharing with others and what about your family is possibly weighing you down and getting in the way of creating your own "home"? What can you do as part of a bigger familial whole, to bring your family together? How can you show unity to the world you are asked to live in? One suggestion I have is this: we teach our children to live 'in the world' not 'of the world'. "Do not be conformed to this world, but be trasformed by the renewing of your mind, that you may prove what is the good and acceptable and perfect will of God." ~ Romans 12:2 Not only is our home safe and welcoming, but it is a Godly home. We do not conform in this house. We are clear on that point. All are welcome, but not all behaviors and words and actions are welcome here. We have expectations. What are your expectations for your home? What is your gift? What is your mantra? What is your thing? It may not be quail on the counter in your bathroom, but whatever it is, stand proud. We are Campbell's.
"Do not neglect to show hospitality to strangers, for by this some have entertained angels without knowing it." ~ Hebrews 13:2
I'm Jennifer and I am so glad to meet you! I am a working mother of 4 children, surrogate mother of 2 children's boyfriends, a few children's best friends, a god-son, a prayer pal and a very special boy who smelled his way into my heart. Our home is open and all are welcome here.