I am a child of God.
He calls me His own, perfect in His eyes.
He’s poured out His love on me. The world doesn’t understand, but that’s
okay—they didn’t understand Him either. I am bound to the Father, born of God,
adopted into His love. Christ’s identity is mine, and I am one with the
Godhead.
I am like my Father; my purity is in Him.
Born of God, I have siblings across the globe. We’re not loved by the world
because they didn’t love our Father.
When God calls my name, it’s not the one I
was given here on Earth. No, He knows me as His child, born of Him. My first
identity? Child of God. Second? Everything else. Believers, that’s who we
are—the sons and daughters of the Most High. We might have different earthly
names, but in heaven, we are known as one: sons and daughters of God.
As His children, our names are written in
heaven. Demons, principalities, powers, rulers of darkness—they all fall under
us. We’re lifted up, operating from a realm above, clothed in the armor of God.
And with that armor, we stand firm, unmoved by the schemes of the enemy. We
sing hymns, praises, and spiritual songs to our Father, and we shout with
triumph because we are more than conquerors.
I am a child of God, seated with Christ in
heavenly places. I rejoice with unspeakable joy because the Creator of the
universe is my Father. I rejoice because He calls me His own. I am never
without help. When I look to Him, I see who I truly am. He sees me as I
am—deeper than any earthly gaze. His love looks beyond flaws, beyond doubts. I
see in Christ the person I am meant to be: bold, unafraid. My words, my
thoughts—they line up with the Word of God.
We, believers, we are a light that attracts
the world. We are God’s investment. Children of God, we are not alone. My
brothers and sisters stand with me; we carry each other, empowered by the
Spirit. We always have our Father’s guidance and correction. Our Father
provides all we need, so there’s no need to worry about what we’ll eat, drink,
or wear. He has already taken care of it all. In every situation, Christ
redeems, guides, and never leaves us alone. We are children of God.
There will be times when people just don’t
understand your walk with God. When that happens, remember—God calls you His
own. In that, we find joy. Even when I can’t see the path, He’s already paved
the way for me.
He hears us always. He has made us holy,
set apart for His purpose. We belong to Him. We are His treasured possession,
bought with a price, sealed with His Spirit. Now, we house His glory; we
radiate His presence. We are His holy people.
We are children of God, his workmanship,
crated unto good works. We show forth his light, his wonderful light in his
dark world.
I am a child of God. What about you?
Stand with me. Remember who you are, child of God. Remember that we are called
to live boldly, to shine brightly, as His beloved.
