The Family of God: Adopted Sons and Heirs
By Gayle Mills
Galatians 3:26-4:7 For you are all sons of God through faith in Christ Jesus. For as many of you as were baptized into Christ have put on Christ. There is neither Jew nor Greek, there is neither slave nor free, there is neither male nor female; for you are all one in Christ Jesus. And if you are Christ’s, then you are Abraham’s seed, and heirs according to the promise.
Now I say that the heir, as long as he is a child, does not differ at all from a slave, though he is master of all, but is under guardians and stewards until the time appointed by the father. Even so we, when we were children, were in bondage under the elements of the world. But when the fullness of the time had come, God sent forth His Son, born of a woman, born under the law, to redeem those who were under the law, that we might receive the adoption as sons.
And because you are sons, God has sent forth the Spirit of His Son into your hearts, crying out, “Abba, Father!” 7 Therefore you are no longer a slave but a son, and if a son, then an heir of God through Christ.
Romans 8:16-18 The Spirit Himself bears witness with our spirit that we are children of God, and if children, then heirs—heirs of God and joint heirs with Christ, if indeed we suffer with Him, that we may also be glorified together.
For I consider that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory which shall be revealed in us.
Our fellowship is blessed with many couples who have opened their hearts and homes to orphans. Should you make the mistake of asking one of those couples how their adopted children are adjusting to living with their biological children, they will let you know that they have no adopted children, just children. I am a child of God. I know this because my human spirit knows my Father. I talk with Him. I am His, and He is mine. I also recognize the Holy Spirit, His presence, in my life. I feel His gentle nudges and, sometimes, not so gentle admonitions.
I am also a very wealthy woman. “Billions” does not begin to describe the value of my portfolio. The mountains, the seas, the sky, all things that are seen, and things which are not seen are but a few of my holdings. My Father owns it all, and I am His heir and will inherit equally with Christ. It doesn’t matter that I’m adopted or that I’ve done nothing to deserve it. What’s mine is His, and what’s His is mine.
Christ paid my ransom as He suffered and died at Calvary. Should I expect the world to be kinder to me than it was to Him? Should I not willingly share in His suffering, knowing the great glory which awaits me when I leave this world?
Father, thank You for bringing me into Your family. Thank You for loving me and providing for me. Help me to withstand the ridicule of the world. Father, all of my hope for the future is in You. Amen.