God the Son rose from His throne in Heaven. It was time.
The serpent shuddered, “But why would you go there? You have such a perfect thing going
on here with the angels. That place is despicable.”
“I chose to make them my children. I will go to them, no
matter where they are, and bring them home.”
Satan narrowed his eyes slyly. “But what a price to pay! Are
you sure it’s worth the cost?”
“Yes. They are
worth it. They are mine – and I am theirs – for eternity.”
“But you do know they’re going to come with baggage, right?
They will break your heart time and time again.”
Jesus smiled. “My heart – and body – will be broken for my
children. Herein is love.”
Then He stepped down from His glory and embodied flesh, pain,
and heartache – to adopt ME as His child.
For those of you who may wonder… Christ’s self-sacrificial love
is what drives our adoption.
“The Scriptures tell us there are unseen beings in the air
around us who would rather we not think about what it means to be who we are in
Christ. These rulers of this age would rather we ignore both the eternal
reality and the earthly icon of it. They would rather we find our identity, our
inheritance, and our mission according to what we can see and verify as ours –
according to what the Bible calls “the flesh” – rather than according to the
veiled rhythms of the Spirit of life. That why adoption isn’t charity – it’s
war.” (Adopted for Life by Russell
Moore)
