I love the idea of big families, of adoption, of people seeming like family even if they’re not related. I have a church family that feels like a family (okay, so a lot of them are related to me at least distantly, but whatever) and a good-sized family group (grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins, etc.). I love quotes that say things like “Family isn’t about blood. Family is about love” and “We may not be related by blood, but we’re still family.”
But the other day, I was looking at some of those quotes, and this thought came out of nowhere and just. blew. my mind.
We–as Christians–are related by blood.
We talk about being brothers and sisters in Christ, of having the same Father; I’ve heard that over and over and over, and I love it! But I guess I’ve never thought of us being family in this way.
We are related by blood–the blood of Jesus Christ. That’s what makes us family! That’s how we are accepted as children of God and how we can call each other brother/sister.
Maybe you all have thought of this before, but apparently, I hadn’t. š My friend that I joke about being “elbow-related” to is my blood-related sister! My cousin who was my childhood buddy and still is a great friend is my blood-related brother! My sister is my blood-related sister (twice)! I JUST LOVE IT SO MUCH!
Okay, I’ll stop flailing and fangirling (for now). šš What do you all think about this?
