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Abba, Father

But now, O LORD, thou art our father; we are the clay, and thou our potter; and we all are the work of thy hand. - Isaiah 64:8

For ye have not received the spirit of bondage again to fear; but ye have received the Spirit of adoption, whereby we cry, Abba, Father. The Spirit itself beareth witness with our spirit, that we are the children of God: - Romans 8:15-16

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*Abba: This Syriac or Chaldee word is found three times in the New Testament (Mark 14:36; Rom. 8:15; Gal. 4:6), and in each case is followed by its Greek equivalent, which is translated "father." It is a term expressing warm affection and filial confidence. It has no perfect equivalent in our language. It has passed into European languages as an ecclesiastical term, "abbot." (from Easton's Bible Dictionary)

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In Silent Strength for My Life, Lloyd John Ogilvie tells the story of a young boy he met while traveling. He noticed the boy waiting along in the airport lounge for his flight to be called. Boarding begin for the flight, and the young child was sent ahead of the adult passengers to find his seat. When Ogilvie got on the aircraft, he discovered the boy had been assigned the seat next to his.

The boy was polite when Ogilvie engaged him in conversation and then quietly spent time coloring in an aniline coloring book. He showed neither anxiety not worry about the flight as preparation was made for takeoff.

During the flight, the plane flew into a very bad storm, which caused the jetliner to bounce around like a "kite in the wind." The air turbulence and subsequent pitching and lurching of the aircraft frightened some of the passengers, but the young boy seemed to take it all in stride.

A female passenger seated across the aisle from the boy became alarmed by the wild rolling of the aircraft. She asked the boy, "Little boy, aren't you scared?"

"No, Ma'am," he replied, looking up just briefly form his coloring book. "My dad's the pilot."

There are times when events in our lives make us feel like we are in the middle of a turbulent storm. Try as we might, we cannot seem to land on solid ground or get a sure footing. We may have the sensation of being suspended in mid-air with nothing to hold on to, nothing to stand on, and no sure way to get to safety.

In the midst of the storm, however, we can remember that our Heavenly Father is our pilot. Despite the circumstances, our life is in the hands of the One who created heaven and earth.

If uncontrollable fear begins to rise within you today, say to yourself, "My Dad's the pilot."

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And because ye are sons, God hath sent forth the Spirit of his Son into your hearts, crying, Abba, Father. - Galatians 4:6



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