It is a very beautiful thing, a tender and thrilling moment, when Christ gives you heartfelt affection for an adopted brother. When a fellow follower of Jesus shares a hardship or a sin, humbly admits a weakness or repents, and your first response isn’t your own fleshly, normal “Heh, glad I don’t have that going on in my life,” but a stirring to do something for him, even if it’s just listen as long as he needs you to. When your selfish, self-righteous, inaccurate view of yourself shuts up and is instead shouted down by a God-given, God-sustained, vibrant love for your fellow slave to and son of God.
It’s a beautiful thing.
Left to my own devices I am a blasphemous, idol-clutching little man. I chase earthly pleasures and am stiff-necked, arrogant, moody, and filled with rage. But by the goodness of Jesus Christ and the power of the Holy Spirit, I am given the chance and the will to listen to a brother in Christ talk about his money problems, his family problems, his repentance, or his love of his Father. I am given the humility to know that I am not one atom more righteous in my own nature than he is. We are both former God-haters who have been redeemed by the only One with strong enough and pure enough hands to do it. We have been given new natures by the grace of God (2 Peter 1:4). We have been granted repentance, given faith in the crucified and risen Jesus. Through that we can pray for each other with genuine affection and genuine humility. We are pardoned traitors rejoicing in and humbled by their pardon.
I love my brothers and sisters in Christ. And it is a beautiful thing when one is given that.