A Morning Conversation in a Time of Upheaval

I sit with my Father,

Abba Father God,
I hold onto You today as I do everyday.
I am secure because You are holding onto me. Thank you.

I like just sitting here with You. I don’t have to know all the “stuff,” do I?
I don’t have to get it all straight so I fit into “the camp,” whatever that may be, right?
I’m not sure I even belong to one.

My Abba responds,

You belong to Mine… My family, My people.
You don’t have to know all the stuff and get it straight.
I know it all, and you know Me, and that’s what counts.
As for “camps” — religious, political, denominational, familial…
They are all man-made.

You belong to ME. You are Mine. That’s all the “camp” you need.

So let us go out to him, outside the camp,
and bear the disgrace he bore.
For this world is not our permanent home;
we are looking forward to a home yet to come.
Hebrews 13:13-14 NLT

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