My Family in Him.
We are all different, yet related because we are of the same blood - His.
Each created in His image
Through our Savior we are all made Holy.
In His family, we are responsible for each other. And at different times, each of us is to carry the other - as sometimes we will be carried.
When His family is obeying His commands, following His Christlike example - His family works.
I love the times that my family in Him has surrounded me in love when attacked from the world. Standing together as His Warriors in this spiritual warfare. How He has blessed me when siblings were there for me or when I was there for them . For the joy that is shared amongst us when we celebrate life events that are of Him. In encouraging each other in the hardships, trials and tribulations. The accountability that is there during temptations and valleys. To help each other along in our journey of intimacy in Him. To lift each other up in prayer, to lean on each others shoulders, and at times to even cry upon them. The reassuring hug, the pat on the back, the twinkle in the glad eyes when seeing each other. Delighting in each others company. Exchanging words or sometimes just sharing a space. These are just some of the acts of love.
The thankfulness I have that He opened my eyes to see what a treasury of family He has blessed me with. That we are not holy things, but His holy children. Precious to Him and to each other.
My family in Him.