Who knows us better--and loves us in spite of knowing us? By the sheer accident of birth, we are gifted with family. Those we are connected with by the tie of blood--which cannot be untied. Like it or not---we are bound by our genes.
Unfortunately, as my sweet counselor friend often reminds me--
ALL FAMILIES ARE A MESS
What a glorious mess my family is! Separated by miles, philosophies, politics, economy, age--we still have the tie that binds--The Family Tree. There is no piece of paper, no act of man, no wish to separate that can erase our family connection. Once the process of begetting began--a chord which bound us became unbreakable. We may not like our family--but we cannot erase the connection.
I am thankful for my small circle of immediate family and the larger circle of extended family. Those kith and kin who know my history, have seen me at my worst, know the potential of my best and loved me through it all.
What an opportunity we are given--to love those in our family as God loves us His chosen family. The privilege of admitting the truth of our short comings and humanness to those who already know the facts. The blessing of confessing our failings and modeling the grace which has been showered upon us when others hurt us. The privilege of loving them as they love us--as only family can.
What better place to live our faith--than the primary relational unit given to us by The Father--our family.
But as for me and my household, we will serve the LORD.