Are you longing to belong? Do you want someone who will accept you for who you are? Are you looking for a special gift from someone special? Would you like to be set free from cultural expectations? How would you like to inherit more than you can imagine?
We all want to have a feeling of belonging. We want to be accepted by others. Our initial place to find it is family. If our family doesn’t accept us, we start looking elsewhere. Unfortunately, this is why some end up in gangs. Yet, there is someone else who accepts us for who we are.
We like receiving gifts. Gifts make us feel special and they are more special when coming from someone special. We also like giving gifts. And giving a special gift to a special someone makes us feel really good. Gifts can make us feel good whether receiving or giving them.
We often feel trapped, even if we don’t realize it. Our culture pressures us to comply to its expectations. Some expectations are good. For example, having good manners, being kind, and loving others. While others are bad. For example, thinking we need to buy things to be happy, we should put on a smile despite being unhappy, and we need lots of money to be happy.
The Apostle Paul tells us we can find all we desire in God. We are his children. Since we have accepted Jesus as our Savior, the Holy Spirit is planted in our hearts. We are no longer slaves to our culture; we are free as a child of God. As a child of God, we will inherit eternity with him. That means we will inherit more than this earth has to offer.
I pray we all find our acceptance in God. I pray we receive the gift of the Holy Spirit. I pray each one of us realize we are set free from cultures expectations and live as children of God. Know you are a child of God. Accept the Holy Spirit. Know that you have been set free. Trust you are an heir of God.
Galatians 4:6-7 And because you are children, God has sent the Spirit of his Son into our hearts, crying, “Abba! Father!” So you are no longer a slave but a child, and if a child then also an heir, through God.
Marty Pressey 