Galatians 4:6-7 “And because ye are sons, God hath sent forth the Spirit of his Son into your hearts, crying, Abba, Father. Wherefore thou art no more a servant, but a son; and if a son, then an heir of God through Christ.”
Father. Dad. Pops.
There are many terms of endearment attributed to the role of Father in a family. Each is used to express a certain amount of affection, connection and love. It cannot be assumed that each of us have had the same experience of Dad.
The term “Baby Daddy’ was never heard of until recently. Meaning that the current person in the role of ‘Dad’ is not the natural Dad who fathered the child. Truly not how God intended, but sin has a way of taking something God meant for good and making it something less.
Whatever your experience with your Dad, you can have the most perfect of fathers in the Heavenly Father. Adopted willingly and freely. When He adopted me, there was no coercion or force put to Him to choose me. Though, why He did, I’ll never know. He knew what He was getting when He saved me. He knew I would never be perfect.
Yet, in His Son, Jesus Christ, I am made perfect. I am made righteous. I am accepted. I am loved, and I am secure.
We lost my Dad this September to complications of a stroke he suffered. The grief and loss that are felt are fresh; and for each holiday, we will be carrying on without my Dad’s love, laughter and sage wisdom. But one of the realizations that God brought to my mind is that the mantle is now fully passed for me and my brother to be the Dad to our family.
I can no longer just pick up the phone or ride out to visit and ask advice or opinion of him. That has fully transferred to my Heavenly Father. Prayer has been ongoing and our conversations seem to run together.
That term “Abba” translates into our use of Papa, or Daddy; a term used with affection. Can I just say that there is still that little boy in me that seeks approval, desires love and wants to be safe in His arms again? I find all that and more in my Heavenly Father!
There have been days when my prayers have begun with “Daddy, I sure need you today!” He is my comfort. He is my safe place; my shield, my buckler, my guide.
As you go about your day today – many will attend your church of choice. I have heard many say; “Father, we invite you here” only to think:
Hebrews 13:5 “…for he hath said, I will never leave thee, nor forsake thee“
If He has never left, I take Him with me wherever I go. So, when the church assembles today, my Father is there with me. And not just to church but everywhere – home, work, play, the store, the library… I think you get the picture. All the while realizing, He is MY Father.
The closeness and the connection I have with Him is my responsibility to keep and to maintain. He purchased my way to Him. I have been given the charge of keeping that relationship fresh and alive. Sin dulls and darkens the mind, the heart and the soul.
Just as we do with our earthly relationships, we must practice forgiveness; making it right. Keeping short accounts is a good practice to have as well. The time from when the breach is made till the time it is repaired is the length of the account. How long or how short is up to us.
I love my Dad – I always will. I love my Heavenly Father with all my heart, mind and soul. He demonstrated His love for me on the cross. I must let my life demonstrate my love for Him.