The Son’s inheritance

Blessed are the eyes

That see what you see. Luke 10:23

 

Read Luke 10:21—24

When my own father was alive, if you had gone to his house you would have knocked at the door and waited. But I did not. I went straight in. I was my father’s son. If you came with me you would also have walked straight into my father’s presence. You were with my father’s son. I could say, ‘Jump on the tractor. I’ll show you all over my father’s farm. You open the gates,’ because everything of my father’s was mine to share with you. That is the great privilege I celebrate this night, knowing Jesus as the Son of the Father of all, who shares all he has from the Father. He rejoiced in the Spirit when he said this, and required infant faith, the trust of the child. From him I regain true childhood in order to inherit what I have always been made for.

 

Father, in the name of Jesus, in company with the Son, in the Spirit, happy to be in the Spirit, I thank you that you have given all things over to the Son. In humble faith I can at least say this: that, in Jesus Christ, I know you; I am given everything of you that I need to know; I receive everything about my life with you that I need to receive. As Jesus rejoiced in the Spirit, so I join in and I discover a life direction that sets my course. In you, Father, Son and Holy Spirit, I inherit my ultimate goal. And because you grant all these things through the Son, and in the Spirit, my life can never cease to grow into such a greater fullness that it is a stunning, stunning privilege to be who I am.