He is my brother…
and he was adopted.
Most of the time I forget that. We laugh at many of the same things. We are both losing our hair. We both make fun of my sister. We are more alike than different.
I guess that is what adoption is supposed to be like. You are part of a family together no matter what.
It is interesting to me that the Bible tells us God has adopted those who follow Jesus as part of his family. It has implications for how we view God but also how we view one another.
If you are a believer then you are part of one large family with me. Most of the time I forget that too.