(Abba. Daddy. From morning to night living in the comfort and security of God my Father, my Abba, my Daddy. Waking up with that precious truth, and crawling into bed at night with the beauty of that thought. Savoring the delectable flavor of that reality in every moment of the day. THIS is my rest. THIS is my joy. THIS is my life…)
Words defy
These hands held high
My heart’s one cry
“Abba, My Abba”
Simple phrase
All my days
My soul’s one praise
“Abba, My Abba”
This child’s song
All day long
So soft, so strong
“Abba, My Abba”
This little girl is nestled in
To Daddy’s arms, His heart, His grin
His fragrant scent, she breathes it in
“Abba, My Abba”
Love so deep
My soul to keep
Now I lay me down to sleep
“Abba, My Abba”…
Galatians 4:6 – And because we are his children, God has sent the Spirit of his Son into our hearts, prompting us to call out, “Abba, Father.”
Romans 8:15 – The Spirit you received does not make you slaves, so that you live in fear again; rather, the Spirit you received brought about your adoption to sonship. And by him we cry, “Abba, Father.”
1 John 3:1 – See what great love the Father has lavished on us, that we should be called children of God! And that is what we are!
Jana, I am melted by what you have written here. So tender, so transparent, so thoroughly surrendered. Thank you.