What Kind of Household Were You Raised In?

[Loveneverfails]

I'm an adult, but still living at home while I'm in school. I was raised by both parents. They were/are stable, but I wouldn't quite say they are happy. They aren't the bickering type, and when it comes to spiritual matters they are on the same page and support one another...but aside from that they are just so incompatible. Their personalities couldn't be more different, and though they do compromise a little, it's not enough compromise to promote unity and happiness. I am thankful that they never fought in front of me, and I am thankful that I never feared that they might divorce. They raised me and my brother well and trained us in the ways of The Lord.

That said, theiir marriage and their lack of enjoyment in one another is why compatibility is so important to me in my search for a spouse. Don't get me wrong, I would rather have a good, godly man than anything else. That said, I also have a deep desire to be best friends with my future husband. I want us to be able to laugh together and delight in one another. I believe it is possible to have that type of marriage, because I have seen it, just not in my own home.

 

[dliz]

I am so grateful to God for blessing me an awesome, God-fearing,loving, generous,and supportive parents. I'm truly blessed to have them as parents. Everything that I am now is because of them. They have taught and instilled values that I will always cherish and most of all I don't know where i'd be today if they haven't introduced Jesus Christ in my life.

 

[brokenclay]

Thank you @seoulsearch for this topic. I filled out the chart. By the time I was born my mother was on her 4th marriage and I was child #8 then she had another daughter. My parents drank and there was lots of violence. I grew up with no self esteem. My mother called down men and religion. I was however spoiled and my older brothers called me mommys boy, even when I was a young man. I was the last to leave home and took care of my mother. I essentially replaced my dad. My life was good compared to the whippings my brothers got from my mother. She refused to protect her daughters from my fathers sexual abuse. God was able to save 3 of my 4 sisters and myself, out of 5 brothers. By gods grace alone I have been married 30 years to a Oji-Cree woman. We have 3 amazing adult sons. Glory to God. Regards, Larry Sherman

 

[MrsRoseTreasure]

Sounds like my home. My folks were married more than 50 years, and we had a lot of rough times. When Mom was bedridden, Dad kept her out of a home by learning to take care of her himself and with the help of others. My family wasn't overtly religious, though it was understood that my folks believed in God. We mostly worshiped the television, which never got turned off. Ever.

It was a good home, though. They loved us, and treated us like friends, and even unto adulthood, we all remain friends.

I was raised by both parents married, sometimes happy sometimes yelling at each other and my Dad who owned a business firing my and my Mom saying , good. They had good times and times that were pretty rough but when the chips were down and my Dad was bed ridden with cancer my Mom took care of him. I recall seeing her holding him around the shoulders, like a hug crying saying she wished she could take the pain away. I know they loved each other.

My parents loved me and I them, things weren't always Leave It To Beaver normal, but my happiness was important to them.

 

[JesusLives]

I found my mother dead at 8 years old, my dad died of cancer when I was 12. So I had parents that lived together, they never married, until I was 8 they both loved me. After my mother died my dad married Maxine which didn't last very long and so I went to live with a school teacher I had been taught by until I was 12, my dad was sick in the hospital and I lived with my brother and his wife for about a year during that time my dad died. Went to live with an Aunt and Uncle for a summer, then back with the school teacher for a couple years, then a couple from the church I attended for a year, then a nurse from the church I attended for a year, off to boarding school for 11th grade and then the summer of 1972 at the ripe age of 17 I got married.

So not the picture perfect upbringing. My parents weren't particularly religious and I never remember either one taking me to church. My mother's sister, Aunt Lois took me when I was really young with her three kids. I went to church with the teacher, the couple and the nurse. My brother claimed to be an agnostic so did not go to church while living with him and don't remember going to church with my dad's sister, Aunt and Uncle Wilson for the summer I lived with them.

What I learned was how to get along with people, some I lived with had money and some were middle class and some not poor but just making it. Different rules for different households, I had to learn to adapt to change. Some side effects, I have had anxiety attacks although not any for years as finally learned to cope and lean on God. I have been what I call a rotating door Christian meaning in and out of church. Mainly because I did not understand salvation and never felt good enough to be saved, I always felt lost and could not figure out how to work my way into heaven. Thank God He explained it to me about three years ago when I cried out to Him, I'm not good enough and I will never be good enough. His reply was Darlene, you are right, but that is why I sent My Son to die for you so that when you accept Jesus I no longer see the wrongs that you have done, but the blood of Jesus and His righteousness that covers you. I cried like a baby, so thankful to know I was saved and accepted by God.

So even though not the picture perfect upbringing, I have always felt God's protection in my life whether in or out of church, I always felt comfort in the bible verses about widows and orphans and can say that God does care. I have many reasons why I could hate God if I were so inclined, but He has watched over me all of my life and for that I am eternally grateful.