Now it came to pass, as He was praying in a certain place, when He ceased, that one of His disciples said to Him, “Lord, teach us to pray, as John also taught his disciples.” So He said to them, “When you pray, say: Our Father in heaven, hallowed be Your name. Your kingdom come. Your will be done on earth as it is in heaven. Give us day by day our daily bread. And forgive us our sins, for we also forgive everyone who is indebted to us. And do not lead us into temptation, but deliver us from the evil one.” (Luke 11:1-4)
He Is My Father
One of the greatest blessings of being a Christian is the knowledge that I can talk to the Creator of the world. He holds the universe in the palm of His hand and in that hand He sees me. There are six billion people that roam the earth yet the Father knows my name, my needs, my troubles, my wants and my hope. There is nothing He does not know about me. He has watched me form in the womb and grow to manhood. In everything I have done His presence has been guiding me. Early in life the words He spoke at the beginning of time have been before me. As I matured in faith He has become a comfort to my troubled spirit. There have been times He has chastised me because of my sin. Often do I feel His compassionate forgiveness when I do not deserve such mercy. He is my Father.
I wish that I could live to be nine hundred years old to drink deeply from the well of God’s knowledge. It is clear that in the end I would still only have a shallow cup of understanding. The more I begin to unfold the character of my Father before my eyes the more I close my eyes in shame. There is no greater knowledge, no greater love, no greater grace or presence like my Father. If the sky were a parchment and the oceans a well of ink there would never be enough space or time to write all the wonderful lyrics of the psalm of salvation.
Jesus taught His disciples not just to pray but to change the heart to a personal relationship with the Father. He is my Father. I honor Him by calling Him my Father because I need Him in every part of my life. His law rules in my life. He provides my daily care. The blood of His Son cleanses me from my sin. I share the image of my Father with my fellow man as I show the same mercy, forgiveness and truth with them. His power guides me to overcome my enemy Satan crushing him underfoot. When I rise from prayer I am victorious. My God is my Father and He loves me. He knows me. And I do not deserve any of this. Yet He is still my Father. I cannot fathom this.
My Father, which is in heaven. Hallowed be your Name.