Updated: Jan 31, 2019
Family is a distorted concept these days. Trust me I understand. I come from a broken home. My parents were separated so long ago that I don't remember them actually being together. I lived with my dad and my two sisters until I was 16 when I ran away. Though we faced some pretty crazy issues over the years, I would still consider us fairly close knit. We used to joke and say that we put the "fun" in dysfunctional, but I think the word dysfunctional basically describes all families. All except one.
The Bible says that we're adopted into God's family (Eph 1:4-5). It says we are his royal heirs (Rom 8:17). And if you and I both share in this inheritance then that makes us family. I'm so glad to have you as a sister in Christ and to be a part of your journey.
If I were there with you, I'd give you a giant hug. Unless you don't do hugs, then I'd give you a high five. My favorite part of the story of the Prodigal Son is when the son comes home and the father throws him an extravagant party. In the parable just before, it says, "In the same way, there is joy in the presence of God's angels when even one sinner repents." Isn't it kind of terrific to know that when you join this family they throw you a party. In the same way the angels rejoice in heaven, I am rejoicing with you as well. As previously mentioned let me reiterate my excitement to have you as a sister in Christ. Though this isn't a cake walk; the Bible says you will have inexpressible and glorious joy (1 Peter 1:8).