The Bible is full of metaphors and names for God. For example, bridegroom, king, judge, shepherd, friend, brother, the list goes on. These metaphors for God shouldn’t be taken too literal, I do, however, believe there is a sense of literalism. It can be dangerous to entirely view God as a judge or king… these names aren’t fully descriptive of God. Yet, there is one metaphor and that was who Jesus refereed God as, FATHER.
The word Father is used 178 times in the new testament. In the old testament father is used to describe God, but only as a father to the nation of Israel, never as being Father of an individual. In the old testament when the God was referred to as father it always implied distance. Now, the word Abba is used only 3 times in the new testament. Abba, is like saying daddy, think about when you were a little kid, your full of love and trust towards your dad, you weren’t ever afraid to call him DADDY! “Mom, when is DADDY coming home from work!?” “Goodnight DADDY I love you!” And what is crazy, Jesus put a little kid on his knee not to tell the kid to become like his disciples, but for His disciples to become like this little kid!
God and Father were always one to Jesus. God is firstly and lastly Father, sometimes it is necessary to view God as a Husband or a king, but God being a Father must always be central. This is the foundation of Christianity and if you don’t view God as Father you don’t understand Christianity.
I grew up in a wonderful home, my parents took care us, never divorced, and hardly ever fought. Sometimes, to be honest I have trouble viewing God as a loving Father. Because in scripture He is so full of goodness that it is hard for me to believe! I know many of us have grown up with a an abusive father or didn’t even have a dad growing up. I can’t imagine what that was like… but I have seen the product of someone not having a father over and over. Unless, the person met and fell in love Jesus, they didn’t turned out normal.
Winkie Pratney says that before God established any other institute He established the HOME. The home consist of a father and mother who were to be a finite reflection of God. Between the mother and father God was to be fully represented. Think of it this way, your father provided security and money for provisions (for a home, car, food, etc) yet your mother should know you more intimately (what time you need to go to bed, when to eat, what you like to eat, you favorite toys, etc, etc) Together God consist of all of these things! He is a provider, He even knows the number of hairs on your head!
Jesus has given us the right to become sons and daughters, by the Holy Spirit we learn to cry ABBA, DADDY! I know that this world is fallen… and the Devil loves to destroy the family and by doing this he makes it so easy for people to hate God. I would like to end with a quote from John Dawson,
“I once had to hold my screaming two-year-old while a doctor stitched a large gash in his forehead. He quickly forgot his painful experience and fell asleep in my arms. But I was tormented by the experience and grieved for hours. You have forgotten most of your pains, but God has not. He has perfect recall of every moment of your life. Your tears are still mingled with His at this very moment.
God was there when you experienced cruel teasing in the school yard and you walked alone avoiding the eyes of others. When you sat in a math class confused and dejected, He was with you. At the age of four when you got lost at the county fair and wandered terrified through the huge crowd, it was God who turned the heart of that kind lady who helped you find your mother. “I led them with cords of human kindness, with ties of love.” (Hosea 11:4 NIV)
Sometimes we don’t understand what a fussy, doting Father God is. Your parents may proudly display bronzed baby booties on the mantle, pictures in an album, or trophies on the wall-but how does that compare with God’s infinite capacity to be overjoyed with your every success? It was actually God who heard you speak your first real word. The hours you spent alone exploring new textures with baby hands were a delight to your Heavenly Father. Some of His greatest treasures are the memories of your childhood laughter. There has never been another child like you, and there never will be.”


