Father's Day

Father’s Day

Yesterday was Father’s Day.  Reflecting on the day when we went to the Children’s Home Society to meet our daughter for the first time brings tears to my eyes.  As we stood by the crib and gazed at her with full hearts my husband said, “Hey baby this is your daddy.” Oh how my heart swells with joy every time I think of that day.

My heavenly Father knew me as I was being formed in my mother’s womb never taking His eyes off me from the moment of conception. Surely He also said “Hey baby this is your Abba.”  It took me 33 years to realize He is truly my Abba.  When I look back I can see during those 33 years, although I was not aware of it, He kept me in the palm of His hands.   How grateful I am that the Father’s love has lead, guided, and comforted me all these years.  Thank you that now I have ears to hear those words and rejoice that I am His chosen daughter.  There was great expense in our adopting our daughter.  Jesus gave His life to choose me.  There are no words to express how grateful I am to be His chosen child.

Galatians 4 4:7   But when the fullness of the time came, God sent forth His Son, born of a woman, born under the Law so that He might redeem those who were under the Law, that we might receive the adoption as sons.  Because you are sons, God has sent forth the Spirit of His Son into our hearts, crying, “Abba! Father!” Therefore you are no longer a slave but a son; and if a son, then an heir through God.