I’ve become a bit fascinated with genealogy lately. Well, ok, just my own genealogy. In a matter of a few weeks last month, I was able to create family trees that trace my mother and father’s ancestors back hundreds of years. I was enthralled with finding the names and places of my ancestry. On my mother’s side, things got very exciting when I traced my 13th grandmother back to…a very famous person’s aunt from the 1600 time period. That means nothing to you if you aren’t a history buff…but I am. I enjoy this hobby, as it feels like I’m gaining a sense of “from whence I come.”
One very uplifting story I found from the life of one of my great-great (great?)-grandfathers was a story about his post civil-war perspectives. He had fought for the Union, and returned from the war looking half starved and gaunt, half the man he’d been before. Apparently, he gained some income from his soldiering, enough to purchase a nicer home than his family had always known. The home was built, and after living in it only short while, it burned to the ground. All the family had survived. And when asked about it, my great-grandfather’s words were, “The Lord gave, the Lord has taken away, blessed be the name of the Lord.” Later, other reports of his faith came back to the family through those who had fought with him in the war. He loved God, it seemed, and lived like it. This was a wonderful piece of my heritage to discover, and I’m so thankful for the means of technology we have to track down all of these bits and pieces of life. But the reality is, my relations BY blood are nothing compared to my relationship to God THROUGH blood that was shed for me.
Jesus is my brother, according to scripture. My co-heir of the Kingdom of God. A King, whose fame will live forever, long after the last royal of England or President of the United States has come and gone…Jesus will reign. And he calls me his relation. This should fascinate me more than my own genealogy. And this Jesus is living now, interceding on my behalf before the Father. My ancestors can’t do that, no matter who they were! My hope is built on this; my lineage to Christ replaces any human ties. We should take great comfort in this, if we are “In” him. If you’re adopted, know this, your spiritual ties outweigh any blood ties. If you’re from a family of criminals, moral failures, or “nobodies,” take heart…Jesus, King of Kings, is your co-heir. If you come from the best of human lines, even royalty or names that make the history books, be fascinated with the One who shed his blood for you, more than any “blue-blood” you’ve inherited.