Reading the broad sweep
of the Bible, you become aware that families are important to God –
sacred, even. The apostle Paul speaks of bowing his knees before the
Father, “from whom every family in heaven and on earth is named”
(Ephesians 3:15). According to Acts 3:25 God’s covenant with the
ancient patriarch Abraham included the clause, “And in your
offspring shall all the families of the earth be blessed”. Much is
made of the fact that the Lord Jesus Christ in His earthly life
joined a human family, with parents, brothers and sisters. He had his
few days of early independence as a 12-year-old boy when He went
missing from the side of His parents on their return from Jerusalem.
When they had gone back and collected Him, however, it is written
that He “went down with them and came to Nazareth and was
submissive to them” (Luke 2:50).
I grew up an only
child. When I left home, living on my own became a way of life. My
parents have since died. There are some good things about living with
your own company, but you miss out in certain important ways. One of
the joys of travelling round the country and accepting hospitality
from friends is that I learn, albeit belatedly, how different
families work.
At home I am used to
having things as I like them to be. There is nobody else, humanly
speaking, to please. I can eat the foods I like. (That was until the
medical people took to lecturing me on having too many ready meals,
so that I am now having to adjust my diet.) I can arrange my life in
a thousand different ways, happily going on from day to day without
giving much of a thought as to what could be done more pleasantly or
more productively. I have my own way of organising my waking hours,
having adjusted to early retirement for the time being. For me, this
daily routine is or is becoming the norm.
But it is not uniform
for every household. Each one is like a different country with its
own culture and customs. As a lifelong learner I am ready to pick up
new insights from my visits. In many homes, unlike mine, the main
meal takes place in the evening. I mostly have mine in the middle of
the day because that’s the way I was used to from childhood: my dad
always came home from work, and I came home from school, and mum gave
us our main meal. We then returned to work and school for the rest of
the day. It became a habit that I have never thought of changing. But
when in someone else’s house I cheerfully adapt myself to their
meal pattern.
The television is
another means whereby I learn to see life as other households see it.
Left to my own devices I watch the programmes I like and regard as
important. This mainly means the news and historical and other
factual documentaries. It is an eye-opener to go to someone else’s
home and watch them enjoy something I would never have considered
viewing. One such example is the couple who like tuning in to Michael
Portillo’s railway journeys. I used to notice this offering on the
schedules without giving it a second glance! Now I have watched more
of the series at home, with real pleasure and profit.
Christian believers are
one great family under the fatherhood of God. They enjoy a marked
family identity and share in the eternal benefits. Marvellously, this
family identity is shared not only throughout the earth but also in
heaven. Believers in the West have little concept of their invisible
family; but how I look forward to joining them one day! What more I
shall learn there, and what extra riches there are to be had, God
only knows. All I know is that I shall be more than satisfied with
God’s fatherly, family likeness.
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