Reflections of a Child

January 1st, 2009

Focus Text: Romans 8: 15-16 (NLT)

 15 So you have not received a spirit that makes you fearful slaves. Instead, you received God’s Spirit when he adopted you as his own children.  Now we call him, “Abba, Father.”  16 For his Spirit joins with our spirit to affirm that we are God’s children. 


Stop Here and Reflect Before Reading Ahead

As our time in Bolivia continues, I become more and more astounded at the obvious “set-up” that God continues to prepare for us.  It would appear that we keep encountering His divine plan in ways that we could never conjure on our own.  His way is definitely more exciting.

It began in the morning with our regular devotions.  I awoke after spending the night before with a painfully stopped up ear from our time in the mountains.  Other members of our team dragged themselves to breakfast and I just knew that today could very well be an interesting day . . . and not necessarily in the positive sense.  I’ve been around for a few years now and I’ve learned that extreme tiredness coupled with extreme emotions coupled with extreme travel can sometimes send things spiraling downward in a hurry.

But God seemed to have a different direction set for us today . . . and it wasn’t downward.

Our morning devotions began as usual with Dane leading us in some worship songs.  The weary voices of our students rang out in the living room of our missionaries’ home; but instead of trailing off into sleepy oblivion, they became stronger.  Worship intensified and each of us became aware of something different in our atmosphere.  We sang and prayed . . . and then sang some more.  At this point, weariness took a back seat to the presence of God.  

We became immersed in a divinely-inspired moment where within a theme seemed to emerge in our spirits.  It was a simple message that God was whispering into us, yet it was one of the most powerful moments of spiritual awakening that I can remember.  The theme was simply “the love of God.”  His love overwhelmed us in every way.  As the reverent roar of students’ voices singing and worshiping filled the room, so did this amazing sense of God’s love.

I had a scripture and a few illustrations in my mind, but I felt the Spirit say, “Linger.”  So we did.

I don’t know exactly how much time we spent there in the living room singing, crying, and basking in the unexpected, yet divinely-ordained, appointment with our Maker, but I know that each moment had eternal significance.  God’s love flooded our hearts . . . cleansing our minds and reweaving the very fabric of our souls.  Soon, I felt comfortable sharing the passage that you’ve already read above.  Through His Word, God revealed His true, Fatherly feelings about us.  you received God’s Spirit when he adopted you as his own children.  Now we call him, ‘Abba, Father.'”  

Abba.  Daddy.  Children.  All expressions of family.  All expressions of intimacy.  All concepts that exist in the foundation of our societies, even outside of the Christian faith.  Why is this?  Because again, all truth is God’s truth.  The very relationships that define our understanding of life and significance are imperfect mirrors of the relationship that God intends for us to have with Him . . . except with eternal perfection.

His Spirit is the personification of this relationship.  That’s why “His Spirit joins with our spirit to affirm that we are God’s children.”  This affirmation happens down deep.  Deeper than where logic resides.  Deeper than where fear can paralyze.  Deeper than where weakness destroys.  In the deepest recesses of our hearts is where the greatest work of the Spirit occurs.  This is the place where we embrace our roles as children . . . His children.

Though I could recount dozens of other significant events from this day, none has the magnitude of my time this morning with Jesus as His Spirit again clarified that my relationship with Him is secure because of His love.  We are His children . . . what more matters?


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~ by johndriver on January 1, 2009.

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