For you did not receive a spirit that
makes you a slave again to fear,
but you received the Spirit of sonship.
And by him we cry, "Abba, Father."
FROM THE FATHER'S HEART
My child, how I love to call you that! Do you know what a treasure you are to Me? Do you know how many times a day I am thinking of you? And do you know how it grieves My heart when you forget how much I love you? Did you know that if you had been the only one, I still would have died for you?
A GRATEFUL RESPONSE
You have no favorites, Lord. Your home is never too full. Your table is never too small. Your arms are never too short to embrace me—and all who call You "Daddy." I speak Your name, and a heartful of emotions well up in gratitude to You.
The Father's arms are always open to His children.
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