Doss dear, said Cousin Georgiana mournfully, some day you will discover that blood is thicker than water. Of course it is. But who wants water to be thick? parried Valancy. We want water to be thin--sparkling--crystal-clear.

Doss dear, said Cousin Georgiana mournfully, some day you will discover that blood is thicker than water. Of course it is. But who wants water to be thick? parried Valancy.

Nevertheless, blood is thicker than water, as anyone knows who has tasted both.

I cannot bring Christ to my neighbor and to the world if I have not first given him to my family.

Maybe these are woodpile relatives? People my grandmother doesn't want to acknowledge as part of the family tree? Every clan must have a few of those.

The openness of our hearts and minds can be measured by how wide we draw the circle of what we call family.

His disciples weren't just his roadies or work associates — they are his family. For Jesus, making disciples is about building a family. In one sentence, he completely redefines what family is, how it works, and what it's for.

But Jesus replied, “Who is My mother, and who are My brothers?”

Pointing to His disciples, He said, “Here are My mother and My brothers.

For whoever does the will of My Father in heaven is My brother and sister and mother.”