Gal 4:6-7 And because you are sons, God has sent the Spirit of his Son into our hearts, crying, “Abba! Father!” 7 So you are no longer a slave, but a son, and if a son, then an heir through God. (ESV)
Our girls have trained our two-year old, (he’s actually 3 now) Samuel to properly greet Daddy upon his arrival home. They run to the door or sometimes outside to meet him with open arms.
Samuel has learned to greet Daddy this way too.
The fun begins when Samuel sees Daddy’s work truck pull up in the drive way. Samuel expresses his elation with a fan fare of accolades encompassed all in this one… little… phrase…
Wait for it……
(I pray this won’t offend anyone, but this is truly what he says)
“Daddy Sucks!” (Translation: “Daddy’s TRUCK.” So, yeah-it could be worse!)
Samuel bubbles over screaming these two little words!
“Daddy Sucks! DADDY SUUUCKS!!”
Samuel offers these words so emphatically and affectionately to his Daddy, yet he has no concept of the derogatory nature of the phrase. Samuel is simply expressing his excitement and adoration for Daddy the best he knows how to. And the result is our sweet Samuel running straight into Jimmy’s arms all the while yelling “Daddy SUCKS!”
My husband, Jimmy laughs. (As do I, yes siree! It NEVER gets old.)
Jimmy knows that Samuel does not intend to degrade him. Our little guy is only doing the very best he can with his two-year-old ability to communicate his love for his Daddy.
And Jimmy tries to teach Samuel the right way to say it, but he still accepts Samuel’s “broken” praise none-the-less.
Daddy loves his little boy. Jimmy knows Samuel just doesn’t understand.
He accepts Samuel and his praise not because it is perfect or even good, but because Samuel is his SON.
What. A. Thought.
I don’t know about you, but when I pondered that over, I was really encouraged.
The following passage comes to mind:
Gal 4:6-7 And because you are sons, God has sent the Spirit of his Son into our hearts, crying, “Abba! Father!” 7 So you are no longer a slave, but a son, and if a son, then an heir through God.
At times, I may look as though I am exclaiming the ‘choice phrase’ that Samuel uses as I talk to God. Nevertheless, I know my Father in Heaven sees me as a beloved child despite my “broken” efforts.
Because my redemption, my restoration-my adoption as a rightful heir perfected through Jesus has set me free from the consequences of sin! I am “no longer a slave”, but I’m a son (daughter)! And “if a son, then an heir through God!!”
Wow, those are some amazing adoption papers!!
Failings in Love ≠ Failings in Freedom
As I ponder God’s love for me, it causes me to reflect on my love for Him.
I think about God’s desire for us to love Him with all our minds, hearts and strength. (Mark 12:30) And truth be told—He actually commands it. Yet, I know full well that at no time EVER, have I done that completely.
My efforts to love God are always polluted or corrupted in some way.
I simply cannot give God the love and honor He truly deserves. And even when I come close, I probably look like a toddler fumbling around with words in His sight. My praise always falls short no matter how good I think it sounds coming out of me!!
This could be very, very discouraging to me. But guess what? It isn’t!
It is TOTALLY freeing!!!!
As I consider my own failure to love God fully, I am encouraged that He is fully capable of loving me. He proved it through sending His one and only Son to restore me and reconcile me to a right relationship with Him.
As I reflect on Jesus, I move a few steps closer to the realization that my broken efforts will always fall short.
But Jesus’ body being “broken” for me will ALWAYS and FOREVER be sufficient!
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