We have the stunning account from the early bible teachings that we are created in the image of God. We know that image is marred because of sin but we also know that we have been rescued and that we are being restored in His image. I wonder how we know when either joy or pain is felt because we are image bearers?
Last week when my precious six year old adopted granddaughter was getting packed up to leave from her weekly visit with me she interrupted her gathering of stuff and asked, “Besta, if you are still living when I am grown, can I bring my baby to see you? Will you hold her in your arms by the door like you held me when I was a baby?”
These precious words, the impact of her eye contact as she processed memory, story she had been told and dreams of life to come flooded my heart with joy. I told her I would love for her to bring her baby and as I did my love for her grew even more.
Was this response on my part, a reflection of how God feels when we somehow tell Him that spending time with Him is special and we want our children to experience it, too?
Thanks for the post. I love how Paul describe how the Spirit indwelling us causes our hearts to cry “Abba.” (daddy)