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You Are Out of Order!

Something is Out of Order in Christ Geneaology.
Wasn't the line of Christ supposed to pass through the oldest sons?
Shouldn't Christ's ancestors be as pure as the driven snow?
This just doesn't seem right.
Why is Jacob here?
He was not the oldest
He schemed to get the birthright
Why is Judah here?
He is not the oldest.
His brother oldest brother Reuben, sinned against his father, but he is not even the second one. He is the 4th child. his father was a polygamist too.
Why is Pharez here?
He was technically not the oldest
He had a sketchy beginning, a mother who pretended to be a prostitute to get pregnant in that family line.
Why is Boaz here?
Boaz's mother was a citizen of Jericho a former counter espionage agent and a former prostitute.
He doesn’t have the right background
What’s Solomon doing here?
He was not the oldest nor was he the child of David's first wife.
His father,David, murdered his mother’s, Bathsheba's, first husband
Urijah. Solomon does not have the proper pure background for the Messiah.

In other words there is room in Christ for you and me.
Jesus,the Messiah, family line comes through various seedy trails and peculiar circumstances and Jesus was the Son of God. There room and hope for all of us in God's family. I may be out of order but I'm so glad I'm here. Merry Christmas.
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