“If God is for us, who can be against us? He who did not spare his own Son, but gave him up for us all – how will he not also, along with him, graciously give us all things?” (Romans 8:31b-32).
I will never forget the first time I held Karis in my hands.
When Helen told me we were having a baby, I knew I was going to be a dad. I mean, the growing bump in her belly was proof that I was going to be a dad. I knew that. I had even read some books about being a dad.
But that first moment when the nurse handed me Karis…wow!
I saw this tiny human being and the whole time I was thinking, “Holy cow! This little person thinks I’m her daddy!”
You see, what was wrapped up in that statement is my dad. There was never a time in my life when I didn’t know he had my back. He was the first person I turned to when I was in trouble. He was my rock. He was my provider. He was always there for me.
Now, this little person thinks that’s who I am for her! That reality rocked me.
While growing up I saw two types of kids:
- I messed up. Dad’s going to kill me
- I messed up. I need to call dad
Which one were you? I was blessed to be the latter.
As I come to think of it. There are two types of Christians, and they are the same ones as the two types of kids I grew up with.
- Religion says – I messed up. Dad’s going to kill me
- Gospel and grace says – I messed up. I need to call dad
Friends, your Father, your God, loves you. In fact, he’s crazy about you.