In the same way that it’s difficult to imagine that the world existing before I was born. There was a time when I was not. Now I am. Before January 1960 I was not. In that same vein there was a time when me and people like me were not welcome in Gods house. I am a gentile. I was not born a Jew and so I would have always been an outsider. But Jesus changed all that.
“Accept one another, then, just as Christ accepted you, in order to bring praise to God. 8 For I tell you that Christ has become a servant of the Jews[b] on behalf of God’s truth, so that the promises made to the patriarchs might be confirmed 9 and, moreover, that the Gentiles might glorify God for his mercy. As it is written:
“Therefore I will praise you among the Gentiles;
I will sing the praises of your name.”[c]
10 Again, it says,
“Rejoice, you Gentiles, with his people.”[d]
11 And again,
“Praise the Lord, all you Gentiles;
let all the peoples extol him.”[e]
12 And again, Isaiah says,
“The Root of Jesse will spring up,
one who will arise to rule over the nations;
in him the Gentiles will hope.”[f]
13 May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit.”
I am an adopted son. My father loves me very much. He gave his son to bring me and people like me into his family.