Abba, Father


I believe in God the Father Almighty, Maker of Heaven and Earth….

Children of God through Adoption

“For those who are led by the Spirit of God are children of God. For you did not receive a spirit of slavery to fall back into fear, but you received a spirit of adoption, through which we cry, “Abba,* Father!” The Spirit itself bears witness with our spirit that we are children of God, and if children, then heirs, heirs of God and joint heirs with Christ, if only we suffer with him so that we may also be glorified with him.”

Papa, as I often refer to Abba, Father, loves each of His children as if we are His only children. It is an indivisible, individual love, as He is love itself. No arms are bigger. No mercy greater then His. No Love stronger then His. No forgiveness more needed. Not only at difficult moments of my life, but at every moment. I reach up to Him, if only for a touch of His mighty hand. I seek His loving gaze in moments of joy, sorrow, torment and security. I long for His praise in doing His will, not for me but for Him. I accept His justice. I seek to be obedient to Him. He is my Creator. He knows my heart as He gave it to me. My heart is His as it is joined to His Son, my Lord.

The moments I have in His arms are priceless. The world dissipates and His world manifests. At times I am but an infant, others a toddler always in need of guidance. In both cases, I could never survive without Him. When I lay in His arms, time stands still and all the peace and tranquility imaginable takes hold of my soul. What lasts for a split second, leaves me with a lifetime of pondering that one second in His arms, placing nothing in this world above Him. That split second is all my soul desires.

All His creation glorify Him. From the rocks, trees, streams, mountains, oceans, birds and all animals. You can pick up a rock, and it is exactly what God created it to be, perfect. You can see the birds flying, feeding their young in the nests, building nests and they are being exactly what God called them to be. I seek only what Papa created me to be, so I to can glorify Him for eternity.

Happy Fathers Day Papa. You Father, moved heaven and earth not just for me, for all Your children, so we can love You more and spend eternity with You again. Thank you for adopting me out of the world and into Your loving arms. Although I ran away once, I am on my way back home to You. I love you Papa.

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