Before faith came, we were hemmed in, watched over by the law like children under a guardian. Galatians 3:23–29 opens a door to freedom, wide and startling. Paul is urging his readers to see that something radical has happened: through Jesus, the old divisions no longer define us. The law had its time, a tutor for the soul, but now the classroom has given way to real life.

It’s easy to forget how fiercely people clung to those old boundaries. Jew or Gentile. Slave or free. Male or female. Each one had its place, each one a label heavy with meaning and consequence. But Paul writes with conviction, with fire: in Christ Jesus you are all children of God through faith. Not some of you. Not the ones who follow the right rituals or belong to the right tribe. All.

There’s something disarming about how Paul builds this argument, not by dismissing identity, but by transcending it. He doesn’t say that we all become the same, but that we all belong. To be clothed in Christ is to carry a new kind of dignity, one that isn’t earned or inherited but given.

For those of us trying to follow Jesus today, this passage is more than an ancient manifesto, it’s a call to live as if these words were true in our own community. To see no one as ‘other’. To listen harder, love better, and dismantle every hierarchy that says someone is less worthy. Paul isn’t offering cheap unity; he’s describing a deep, costly grace that reorders everything.

And maybe it’s also a challenge to look in the mirror. Where do we still live under the old rules? Where do we still draw lines (subtle or sharp) that divide and exclude? This isn’t about being ‘woke’ for the sake of it. It’s about being awake to the Spirit of God who knits us together, who refuses to let any of us stand alone.

If we truly belong to Christ, Paul says, then we are Abraham’s heirs. Not by blood, but by promise. A family bound not by sameness, but by the radical, unbreakable love of God.