So then you are no longer strangers and aliens, but you are fellow citizens with the saints, and are of God's household, having been built on the foundation of the apostles and prophets, Christ Jesus Himself being the corner stone, in whom the whole building, being fitted together, is growing into a holy temple in the Lord, in whom you also are being built together into a dwelling of God in the Spirit.
(Ephesians 2:19-22, NASB)
It’s such an amazing thought: We are part of God’s household. We are sons and daughters of the King of kings too.
But, I especially love the thought of being God’s daughter. I love my earthly father, but we don’t have that strong of a relationship. For a while, I struggled with the idea of a loving father, one who cared for me no matter what.
When I finally recognized how much God loves me—unconditionally loves me—I understood what a Father really is.
He is gentle, compassionate, and caring. He protects His children and provides for them. He’s a refuge when things are difficult.
I can crawl on my Father’s lap when I’m sad. I can reach my hand to Him for His strength when I don’t have any of my own.
And I can’t wait until I see my Father face-to-face. What a moment that will be—in the arms of my Abba—my daddy.
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