There are TV shows that I have come to enjoy some for their content, some for their humor, and mostly all for their entertainment. Those which are my “favorites” I set up the DVR to assure I don’t miss them.
One of my favorites now is “Blue Bloods” starring Tom Seleck. It is a typical Cop show which I have always been a fan of. It is in New York City which I enjoy seeing the scenes after spending some time there. It is about somewhat real stories of real people in the profession of law enforcement in a big city.
In fact, its stories are centered on a whole family who are involved in all levels of crime fighting. One son is just beginning as a rookie cop. Another is a tenured detective. A daughter is a prosecutor in the District Attorney’s office. The father, played by Seleck, is the Police Commissioner. Oh, and if that isn’t enough, his father is a retired police commissioner.
What I have come to look forward to in each episode is the last few minutes. At the end of every show the entire family has gathered together around the dinner table at the father’s (Seleck’s) home. There is normal sibling banter going on; inquisitive young children trying to figure out some of the “code talk” the adults are doing; and grandpa usually has a calming word to offer. What impresses me is they are being “family.”
Some of my best family memories revolve around the family dinner table. Whether it was at Grandmamma and Granddaddy Daniel’s on Sunday afternoon, the Deal clan coming from all over to the Deep Creek Community Hall, or at Mom and Dad’s, eating a meal together brought us together. There we would joke, share stories, learn about our family history. There I learned table manners (after many, many failures, I am sure!) There I learned I was accepted and loved, and that everyone around the table was part of my family.
The “Blue Bloods” family argues how to uphold the laws and sometimes differ greatly. But, one thing is sure, differences do not divide them. No one is divorced from the family, or sent to their rooms until they repent, because of their opinions expressed or views on how the world revolves or who is in an elected office.
I wish I could say that is true for my family. Not my family of blood and marriage; my faith family. I have witnessed too many times brothers and sisters who feast at the same table of our LORD Jesus Christ differ on issues of politics or interpretation of Scripture. Sometimes we grow from these dialogues; most of the time we get up from the table still “family.”
However, there are times that sadden our LORD as He watches His family differ on issues yet cannot continue to love one another, cannot accept someone who is different than themselves, who cannot fathom that someone who believes that way can really be a Christ-follower. In essence they subscribe to the “divorce-is-the-only-solution” philosophy and our collaborative witness to a world needing Grace is too often lost.
Isn’t the Christian faith one that is built around blood? Isn’t it said, “blood is thicker than water?” How is it that these “blue bloods” exhibit how to live with differences better than those of us who are washed in the red blood of Jesus Christ?