>We were Fatherless


The result of a fallen world has produced a broad spectrum of mechanical failures. One of the worst areas is in our own minds. This breakdown is probably initiated in our own will, or lack of a will, or as the protestant brothers would say our inability to determine our will. But I think it stretches over into our memory also. We fail to recall the things that are important, or perhaps we remember the right things but we fail to remember they are important. And which is worse usually when we forget we tend to not leave it blank until we have certainty of an answer we will usually fill in the blank with something else that sounds good; something that sounds good to us.

One point of extreme importance is that we were fatherless. I’m not speaking with regards to our physical earthly fathers, although in many homes this seems to be the common course of a family (whether absent or present in absentia.) Rather the Father of us all in heaven. And I believe we demonstrate this in the fact that our eyebrows don’t raise when the text says that “He predestined us to adoption” in Ephesians 1:5. Even though it is less common, we tend to look at our ‘adoption’ like Bernie Mack’s kids: nieces and nephews, …momma was going through…so our rich uncle took us in. And not only that, we were not just peeking out the window to a better place to be on the west side, we were not even in the same country. And when God desired to save rescue us, we pulled out all the hard artillery to attempt to keep Him out.

When you reach back and realize how far away we are from a real household it’s a little difficult to skim over our being ‘adopted’ as sons and daughters. To be adopted would mean that the one you belonged to no longer wants you or doesn’t care or is non-existent. To be adopted means that you are part of a family where previously you were not. To be a son means that the adopter has given you a title which has meaning and implications. But none of that matters much unless we remember the nothing that we used to belong to. We were fatherless and we did not deserve to be fathered. Whether you have a great earthly father or have longed from childhood for the arms of a Pater to wrap around your heart. We now belong to the One whose fathering is eternally perfect and it is His good will to do so.

Eph. 1:5 He predestined us to adoption as sons through Jesus Christ to Himself, according to the kind intention of His will


One thought on “>We were Fatherless

  1. >I agree that in my own walk I tend to think (in my own mind) I know the best direction my life needs to take and neglect consultation with my Father (the heavenly one)! This really becomes the case when I am running from one event to the next and one business decision to the next. Who has time to seek solace and to hear the voice of true guidance? Me? I feel a bit confused with Paul's discussion of adoption in Roman's and Ephesians. I feel that there is some meaning lost in the translation of adoption. (By the way I don't watch TV.) In biblical times I am not remebering any other use of this specific term, "adoption". Going back to the old testament you would think for sure that Moses was "adopted" but is instead refered to "….as he became the Pharoah's daughter's son….". I just wonder if one went back to the original word if you might be further enlightened to what Paul means to relate to the Romans and Ephesians? Coming back to the here and now, we are taught in faith to be one with God and our relationship with him is first before all others. First off, how glorious and what an honor it is to be adopted (chosen by God) by the One that will never fail us. When our own Earthly fathers fail us in their own human state ( and as their children fail them), our hope is in the relationship that we have with our heavenly Father as he is always there. With the help of the Spirit (Romans 8) our human weakness can be managed with the hope of knowing God and growing our relationship with God. As I put my three sons to bed each night (even the 14 year old who I hope never tires of our one on one bed time ritual) I remind them that I will fail them in some way in this life time and that it is important that they have a good relationship with God who will never fail them and is always there to help them through all things that life deals out to them. Now….if only their mother would practice what she preaches! Jen

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