“…the Spirit you received brought about your adoption to sonship. And by him we cry, “Abba, Father.” –Romans 8:15b


In light of the message Sunday, there are two ideas I want to take a moment with in writing.

First, identity. Identity is such a critical matter when it comes to the Christian life. Who you are and where you draw that sense of who you are matters. Rob Reimer helpfully uses the metaphor of a foundation being our identity in Christ. [i] If our identity is shoddy because we fail to grasp who we are in Christ, then our foundation has cracks which over time and with stress will grow more noticeable and damaging. Rather than spell this out for you in every detail, let me walk the concept into one area and allow it to be a jumping off point for further thinking and maybe even conversation.

Our worth is settled in our adoption. The price paid for us in our adoption is astounding. Jesus gave His life to bring many sons and daughters to glory. But, if someone believes their worth is not intrinsic but rather a matter of how much good they do or how well they love or serve or give, this crack will widen as stress grows. What if you have a ‘bad’ day or week or month or year? What if you find yourself doing more ‘bad’ than good in your day to day life? What if you are unable to serve or give? Well, then your wroth will be called into question. And your pain will only multiply until you find a way out of a worth based on performance. The good news is that the Gospel of grace frees us from such a foundation shattering error. Worth is settled at the cross. I have intrinsic value to the God who loves me and gave His Son for me. That value isn’t performance based. It’s about me as a person. It’s about me as a son. Your worth isn’t performance based. It’s about you as a daughter (or son). How do we know? Our adoption. I don’t get to be a son for what I’ve done. I am made a son. Born anew into this family by grace alone, through faith alone, in Christ alone. For further study to this end:

The second idea I want to address is not unrelated but certainly has its own space. We cry, “Abba, Father.” This is the text of Romans 8:15. We cry. Alistair Begg drew attention to this in his sermon on this text.[ii] He notes that often our relationship to God as Father is heightened in the midst of pain and suffering. We cry “Father” because we can say nothing else. We cry out to Abba when our fine sounding prayers fail us. We cry out and through our tears we pray, what is sometimes just a one word prayer, “Father.” But in so doing, we are saying something that has the deepest significance in our pain.


That one word can be a whole paragraph a complete thought.


In closing, let me leave you with these lyrics:

He Knows My Name

I have a Maker

He formed my heart

Before even time began

My life was in His hand

He knows my name

He knows my every thought

He sees each tear that falls

And hears me when I call

I have a Father

He calls me His own

He’ll never leave me

No matter where I go

Tommy Walker © 1996 Universal Music – Brentwood Benson Songs (Admin. by Brentwood-Benson Music Publishing, Inc.)

[i] Dr. Rob Reimer, Soul Care. I highly recommend this book!



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