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Irrevocable



Many times we hear that people are "following their calling," or that people are "called" to do something. For some, it is clear to them--even from a young age--what they are called to do. But for so many of us normal folk, how do we know what we are called to do?  Most of the time, we feel like we are buzzing around from work to home to parenting duties, to church (maybe, if we aren't exhausted from all of the practices, games, recitals and performances our kids are in). How can we even be sure what we are called to do in the first place? Is it our profession? Is it to be a parent?

We have to realize that first and foremost, we aren't necessarily called to "do" something, but we are absolutely called to "be" something--to be sons and daughters of The Most High King. Isaiah 43:1 says, "Fear not, for I have redeemed you; I have called you by your name, you are Mine." That's pretty powerful that the King of the Heavens and the Earth has called me (me!) by name! Galatians 3:26 says, "So in Christ Jesus, you are all children of God through faith." Romans 8:16 takes it a step further and involves the Holy Spirit, saying that "The Spirit Himself testifies with our spirit that we are God's children." So if we don't know what God's calling is on our lives, then let's start with just being His children.

Romans 8:29 says that, "God's gifts and His call are irrevocable." Let's look at the word irrevocable. If you break the word down to its roots, it means "not able to be called back." So when God gives you a gift or a calling, He is not going to call it back--He isn't going to take it back. That means that not only are we His sons and daughters, we will always be His sons and daughters. He won't take it back, and there is nothing we can do to not be sons and daughters anymore.

When I go to my parents' house, I pretty much have free reign. I can plop down on the couch and channel surf; I have unrestricted access to the fridge and pantry; I can sleep over any time I want without having to ask; I can borrow just about anything I want (and I usually forget to return it in a timely manner); I can talk to my parents freely whenever I need to. I would never be able to do all of this at a friend's house, but why can I do all of this at my parents' house? Because I'm their daughter. I have access to my parents' house, their belongings, their resources, their time, and most importantly, their hearts.

We have that same access to God the Father. We don't have to ask--we can just crawl up into His arms and cuddle with Him any time. We can come to the table and eat with Him without having to ask if we are welcome--we don't even have to wonder if we are worthy. We are sons and daughters, and that title and access to God is irrevocable.

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