For all 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 have received a spirit of adoption. When we cry, “Abba! Father!”
it is that very Spirit bearing witness with our spirit that we are children of God,
and if children, then heirs, heirs of God and joint heirs with Christ–if, in fact, we suffer with him so that we may also be glorified with him.
Romans 8:14-17
Just when I doubt,
At the time I feel abandoned, unloved,
Whenever I wonder if anyone really cares,
My Abba, my Papa, wraps His arms around me and cradles my heart.
Lord, I am not my job.
I am not defined by my roles.
Where I live, what I look like and how much I make, means little.
My Abba, my Papa created me as His child.
Lord, Your fingerprints are all over my soul.
Your mighty spirit ignites with my minuscule core, lighting the fire of life.
My breath, in slowly, out gradually, mirrors the steady rhythm of the beating of Your heart.
You are the One; we are one together.
Papa and child.
Forever genetically connected, but even deeper, fused with love.
Your love.
Papa’s love for me, His child.
Thank you Abba.
I love the intimacy of the name Abba or Papa. I did have a strong father figure so it works well for me; probably won’t work for others who had a difficult childhood.
Blessing Colleen. I find real intimacy in calling God our Papa. I know for some that may not work but for me it is a wonderful name and feels so intimate.
I actually took the photo of a stature at a retreat center last year. The image of our Lord and Savior holding and gazing at us as his children was so strong that weekend, I never forgot it.
sending a big hug your direction too Shelly. We are children of God!
There is great comfort in knowing and being with our Papa, isn’t there, Hazel?
I thought you would like this one, using the word, Papa which I have learned to love from you. Blessings on your week too.
I love calling him my Papa. so intimate and loving. at least that image works strongly for me
My pastor shared a story recently of a friend being at the wailing wall in Jerusalem and seeing a young boy trying to keep up with his father and yelling out, “Abba! Abba!” That’s a powerful illustration for me. Sometimes I feel I can barely keep up, yet I know he is pleased when I simply cry out to him.
Great picture – where did you get it. Beautiful reminder of Abba Father.
Blessings and thanks for linking to Sunday Stillness.
Janis http://www.janiscox.com
I’m continually astounded by the way He loves us. Thankful He revealed Himself to you this way Jean. Sending a big hug.
Knowing that our Heavenly Father will never leave or forsake us brings great comfort and peace.
Dear Jean
The greatest gift we can ever receive is that absolute joy when our spirits come alive in our Lord Jesus and with incredible wonder realizes that we are children of our Pappa!!!
Blessings to you and a great week, dear friend
Mia