It is such a privilege to know that we are children of The Most High God. God in Heaven is our Father!
Jesus went so far
as to tell us in Matthew 23:9
'And do not call
anyone on earth 'father', for you have one Father, and He is in heaven'.
I believe that in saying this, The Lord wants us to depend on Him solely and wholly. He is the one who gives us life. God in heaven is the only one who deserves
that title in our lives. He loves us unconditionally. He created us and knows us intimately.
He is also
the one that provides the ONLY way for us to be reconciled to Himself.
John
3:16
16 For God so loved the world that he gave
his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have
eternal life.
I Praise You, My Father.
What a
revelation. Our Father is in heaven! The creator of the universe is the same one who provides for all our needs. He watches over us and protects us. He who sits on the throne in Heaven is He who decides the outcome of all our lives.
How blessed are
we?
Psalm 139
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You have
searched me, Lord,
and you know me.
You know when I
sit and when I rise;
you perceive my thoughts from afar.
You discern my
going out and my lying down;
you are familiar with all my ways.
Before a word
is on my tongue
you, Lord, know it completely.
You hem me in
behind and before,
and you lay your hand upon me.
Such knowledge
is too wonderful for me,
too lofty for me to attain.
Where can I go
from your Spirit?
Where can I flee from your presence?
If I go up to
the heavens, you are there;
if I make my bed in the depths, you are
there.
If I rise on
the wings of the dawn,
if I settle on the far side of the sea,
even there your
hand will guide me,
your right hand will hold me fast.
If I say,
“Surely the darkness will hide me
and
the light become night around me,”
even the
darkness will not be dark to you;
the
night will shine like the day,
for darkness is as light to you.
For you created
my inmost being;
you knit me together in my mother’s womb.
I praise you
because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
your
works are wonderful,
I know that full well.
My frame was
not hidden from you
when I was made in the secret place,
when I was woven together in the depths of
the earth.
Your eyes saw
my unformed body;
all the days ordained for me were written
in your book
before one of them came to be.
How precious to
me are your thoughts, O God!
How vast is the sum of them!
Were I to count
them,
they would outnumber the grains of sand—
when I awake, I am still with you.
If only you,
God, would slay the wicked!
Away from me, you who are bloodthirsty!
They speak of
you with evil intent;
your adversaries misuse your name.
Do I not hate
those who hate you, Lord,
and abhor those who are in rebellion
against you?
I have nothing
but hatred for them;
I count them my enemies.
Search me, God,
and know my heart;
test me and know my anxious thoughts.
See if there is
any offensive way in me,
and lead me in the way everlasting.
Amen
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