This landed on me like Caribbean sunshine in the dead of winter this morning.
I just couldn’t get past the first seven verses. Is this really what it’s saying?
It’s crazy. Too good to be true, if true.
I hope you find some encouragement here for your day or week. My mind is spinning.
Note: This wasn’t meant to hit the blog. Just had to process it through writing then had to share with someone, so here you go.
“I mean that the heir, as long as he is a child, is no different from a slave, though he is the owner of everything, but he is under guardians and managers until the date set by his father. In the same way we also, when we were children, were enslaved to the elementary principles of the world. But when the fullness of time had come, God sent forth his Son, born of woman, born under the law, to redeem those who were under the law, so that we might receive adoption as sons. And because you are sons, God has sent the Spirit of his Son into our hearts, crying, Abba! Father! So you are no longer a slave, but a son, and if a son, then an heir through God.”
This is crazy, surprising, gripping, empowering, convicting.
“I mean that the heir, as long as he is a child, is no different from a slave, though he is the owner of everything.”
Ok. It’s beginning with knowledge of the end. It’s beginning with destiny and statehood understood. Assumed. Known. Irrectractable. This person has it in their future already, statehood is destined, but not yet activated.
He is still a child, his time isn’t yet. While he is a child he is no different from a slave. He has a master. He is under guardians & managers. There is a date set for him, by his Father, but it is not yet. There is an inheritance, an activation, a freedom that is coming, but is not yet.
“In the same way we also, when we were children, were enslaved to the elementary principles of the world.”
This is us. We were as children ‘enslaved’ to our guardians & managers, ‘the elementary principles of the world’. They’re not even our parents, but they hold all the same powers and as children we were trapped, enslaved to their whims & ways. They were our guardians after all, and we were not of age yet. It’s like we were trapped in an evil household, not our own, not our future, not our destiny, not our blood. Heartbreaking.
“But when the fullness of time had come, God sent forth his Son…so that we might receive adoption as sons.”
Our Father had enough. Our time had come. It was planned all along. We were loved all along, but we were separated. It was one-way love. Our Father knew. We didn’t. We couldn’t have. Our guardians were evil and we were trapped, without even knowing better. We had no reference, no category, no vision, no knowledge of our true destiny. So of course we had no plan, no strategy, capability. We were children, enslaved.
But our Father had enough. Through the blood & sacrifice of his only Son he formalized our adoption. It was formal, final, irrevocable, instantaneous. One moment we are slaves to our guardians, the next moment we are adopted. Free. Activated. Destiny realized, even if only in childlike ways.
Adoption is final. It is initiated. It cannot and will not be undone. We received it. We had to, we were children. But it is final, and our lives will never be the same. Never entrapped, never enslaved, never lorded over by mere managers. Our sonship, heirship, relationship to our Father is formal. Our true journey, our true calling, our true mission, has begun.
We didn’t get a remodel, we got a new household, family & Father altogether.
Only out of this inner, deep, true & beautiful realization can we truly proclaim “Abba! Father!”