Here are my Mother and my Brothers

...looking about at those who sat around him, he said, “Here are my mother and my brothers! For whoever does the will of God, he is my brother and sister and mother.” Mark 3:34:35

When I arrived at my first congregation, I wanted to meet with the retired pastor in the congregation and get to know him. The first time I approached him, he said “someday.” The next time I asked him he said, “nope.” Finally, I went to his home, knocked on the door, he opened and said, “you don’t give up, do you?” Then he invited me in. his wife made coffee and we sat down in the living room- the real one. The room where the furniture was worn. The room with the day’s newspaper on the coffee table. The room with the television. The room where family, real family gathered. We had a great conversation and I ended up having coffee in that very living room every single Tuesday the rest of my time there. I was adopted into a new family. The pastor and his wife even referred to me as “son.” I’ve stayed in contact with them ever since.

In this text Jesus is in the company of his earthly immediate family and a crowd of followers. He does something with these verses that was revolutionary, he redraws the line of what it means to be his family- and it includes you! With Father’s Day coming up soon it’s amazing to think about our family in God’s kingdom. This is a family we join on the invitation of Jesus himself, sealed in his own sacrifice. This family is real, this family lifts one another up and encourages one another, and this family lasts into eternity.