In the section called Our Position As Sons we journeyed from the realization that God has given us the glorious position of sons. Please read that section before this.
 
Now, we’ll investigate our human tendency to not believe that God could invite to His esteemed position as sons; contrary to this Truth, we act as orphans. While the other section caused us to see that, when God sent Jesus to die for us, He transformed us from slaves to sons, in this section we will focus on His related triumph ― causing to transform from orphans to heirs.

 
 
Slaves                               Sons

 
            
 
 
 

Orphans                             Heirs


 
            
 
 
 
 
 

Do you know how sons were raised in Jesus’ time? Everything they needed was provided for them by their fathers as they progressed through the stages of sonship until they reached the age of 30 and were placed in charge of the family business. They could rest in the process of being fathered.
 
Tragically, too many of Father God’s children forget that they are positioned as sons ― they forget Who made the decision to place them in the position of sons.
 
In other words, instead of realizing they are sons, even after their adoption [when they accept Jesus into their hearts and believe that He died on the cross and shed His Blood for them] they continue to act as orphans. Romans 8 describes this tension:
 
Romans 8:19-27
    19For [even the whole] creation (all nature) waits expectantly and longs earnestly for God's sons to be made known [waits for the revealing, the disclosing of their sonship].
    20For the creation (nature) was subjected to frailty (to futility, condemned to frustration), not because of some intentional fault on its part, but by the will of Him Who so subjected it--[yet] with the hope
    21That nature (creation) itself will be set free from its bondage to decay and corruption [and gain an entrance] into the glorious freedom of God's children.
    22We know that the whole creation [of irrational creatures] has been moaning together in the pains of labor until now.
    23And not only the creation, but we ourselves too, who have and enjoy the firstfruits of the [Holy] Spirit [a foretaste of the blissful things to come] groan inwardly as we wait for the redemption of our bodies [from sensuality and the grave, which will reveal] our adoption (our manifestation as God's sons).
    24For in [this] hope we were saved. But hope [the object of] which is seen is not hope. For how can one hope for what he already sees?
    25But if we hope for what is still unseen by us, we wait for it with patience and composure.
    26So too the [Holy] Spirit comes to our aid and bears us up in our weakness; for we do not know what prayer to offer nor how to offer it worthily as we ought, but the Spirit Himself goes to meet our supplication and pleads in our behalf with unspeakable yearnings and groanings too deep for utterance.
    27And He Who searches the hearts of men knows what is in the mind of the [Holy] Spirit [what His intent is], because the Spirit intercedes and pleads [before God] in behalf of the saints according to and in harmony with God's will.

 
Father God has provided His Spirit to help us in this transformation, and this moment He is here beside you, praying for you. [Would you like to know more about His prayers for you? Go to the sections called His Intercessions or His Encouraging Prayers.]
 
What are orphans like? Orphans are children who frantically grab and clutch and strive for all they can attain. They are not sure that tomorrow they will have what they need, so they strive and struggle and wrestle and labor and sweat to provide their own needs for themselves.
 
They don’t feel they can trust anyone to help them. They can never rest, because they fear that the moment they do, all for which they have strived will be lost.





This story will help us identify with the thoughts of an orphan:
 
"My routine brings a certain security that calms my gnawing stomach. I’m woken every morning by the first battalion of trucks as they rumble in--like an army convoy--from the refugee camps. There’ll be no tasty treats from that load of trash. No hurry to jump from the warmth of my cardboard nest for refugee rejects.
 
Throughout the muggy, starless night my frail, bony body warmed my cardboard bed. Now, as the sun rises, my bed returns the favor. Even so, my bones ache from the inside out.
 
A thirteen-year-old shouldn’t have so many aches and pains! First thing every morning I walk around as stooped as a grandfather!
 
As the dump truck groans to lift and dump the day’s first heavy load of trash, my bones moan in concert.
 
I remember the joyful day when I found those three big pieces of cardboard which to this day proudly announce their former contents: “General Electric Stove, made in China.” Cardboard has been my cozy bed, or nest, as I like to call my resting place. Sorry to say, scorpions quickly learned with me that cardboard offered some warmth after the sun went down.
 
Though it took some sleepless nights and discipline to teach myself, I have learned not to turn in the night. I curl up into a “C” on my side through the night and don’t change this position.
 
This not only keeps the heat in the center of my body, but I don’t rudely roll over on any scorpions who have chosen my bed for nighttime hunting grounds! I learned early on that although scorpions rarely sting unless provoked, when I roll over on one, he lets me know.
 
He comes uninvited to my territory, but it’s me who suffers from his visit for days afterwards.
 
The putrid stench of trash from a thousand refugees rudely assaults my senses. Yet, the daily morning attack of rancid odor proves to be my familiar friend — the stench rouses me from my bed and gives me the front-row advantage for the trucks soon to arrive from the wealthier restaurant district of the city. Because the competition for those scraps has become so intense these last few months, I need all the advantage I can get.
 
I don’t remember when I ate last, but the stabbing pain in my stomach affirms that it’s been quite some time. I won’t ever forget savoring my last meal of potato peels. The memory of the smell of raw potato makes my mouth water at the memory!
 
I took that one large section of potato peel and rubbed it all over and around the outside of my lips just to enjoy all the nutritious juices I could elicit! Then, I rubbed that peel hard against my teeth and slowly, deliberately, joyfully licked my teeth clean.
 
Rich people eat potatoes. I experience them.
 
My first instinct was to tuck the remaining peel section into the elastic waistband of my shorts to save it for later, but the elastic has been limp and useless since I first found them in the trash mountain. Besides, now that my belly is so bloated , my shorts barely stay on my hips.
 
One of these days I need to look for some string as I search for my next meal.
 
My sweet memory of that potato peel lurches back to the overpowering realization of the putrid stench, which snakes up and down the mounds like a starving boa constrictor impatient to suffocate its prey. My eyes sting in this assault of my senses.
 
It’s because we have hollowed our little garbage dump village among mounds of the more permanent trash — a rusted car skeleton peppered with specks of tormented red paint, tottering hulking frames of ancient washing machines, and the unredeemable coils of broken bed springs — that stench snakes over the mounds and huddles like a murky fog in our familiar home.
 
Once the sun explodes from the thick darkness like a bloodthirsty champion eager for battle, our home is unbearable. The searing heat isn’t the main problem, today or any day. The sun lasers down to our latrine area, elicits its own unique odor from the oily lime-green-splotched pools of urine, and brings the maggots and worms living in the dank sewage pockets to life!
 
Most folk don’t realize how much life thrives in a garbage dump. One long look at this sewage would instruct even the most unlearned observer.
 
“Get moving, old bones!” I command. As my bones warm, thanks to my faster pace toward the front lines, the place where we daily struggle for the most advantageous position, I began to realize the throbbing ache in my stomach. How my body craves a meaty chicken bone and yearns for some carrot peels! Or, far more enticing, a slice of melon which last night decorated a china plate. I salivate as I think of these temptations!
 
My thigh muscles strain in effort as I climb the dump’s most recently-covered trash mountain, the most advantageous overlook of the whole dump, where we can gaze on the trucks driving in from the wealthy parts of the city, scramble over the top, and, fueled by hope, run down to the heaps of the restaurant district’s recently-wasted food.
 
Perhaps it is God Who caused the wealthy to scandalously pick at their delicacies last night … frivolously desiring to maintain their slender physiques. Their self-imposed discipline insures piles of wasted food for the throng of emaciated scavengers here at the dump!
 
To my disappointment, a cluster of eight fellow hunters have already huddled in the best spots. More upsetting are the vultures who perch just over the crest of this dirt-blanketed trash hill. These vultures, too, are waiting, and their wings give them distinct advantages.
 
To the vultures, we two-legged foragers probably look like timid springboks, raising ourselves up only enough to spy over the crest of the waste mountain on which we are standing. As is our habit, we’re scanning the panorama for wild dogs or other hunters stronger than we.
 
We all have learned the hard way that the scramble for the choicest food is not worth the energy burned if someone stronger waits at the bottom.
 
We need to save our strength for taking choice morsels from those who are weaker. We know from experience that each antagonist’s lack of strength will enable us to live another day.
 
I join my fellows and wait. Here at the top, we are somewhat like comrades, sharing the drudgery of our common home. It’s only when we run in a tangle of flailing arms and legs to the foot of the trash mountain that our camaraderie is crushed under the possibilities.
 
There is buried treasure hidden within the trash mound … and if we are first to find the treasure, we have a future.
 
Our hunger controls--no, dominates--our relationships, sparking flashes in the fierce life-and-death battle as certainly and as quickly as a match sparks to fire.
 
The trucks seem delayed today. Or, perhaps I’m hungrier today. There’s nothing to think about. Today is just like the day before and the day before and the day before.
 
Today, though, again holds the bright promise of my finding a food prize hidden in the mound, and I know that thinking of what food treasure I might find will only make me hungrier.
 
The rumble! I know that sound, and I know this timing! I narrow my eyes to analyze the string of trucks. Oh God! Help me guess which truck holds the food reserved for me!!!
 
I burst over the top of the trash mountain and run with all my strength to the truck which will soon dump its load farthest to my left. I strategize that if my fellow scavengers scour through the trash on only one side of me, that’ll give me greater chance to get some food all to myself.
 
I lean forward with all the weight of my body so that I may descend the mountain faster than my competitors.
 
As I run headlong down the slope, I frantically maneuver alongside this desperate scarecrow of a boy and that, pull back my arm to my chest, and shove each boy sideways as hard as I can. Each time my frail opponent loses his footing, my chances improve!
 
Even though the dump trucks are still dumping and offering their bountiful gifts, already the vultures have pounced and are jerking their pointed, boney, hairless heads left and right as they sort through the paper and plastic to find their breakfasts.
 
I must reach my food before those birds steal it all!
 
As I lurch and trip and stumble and fall headlong in my urgent mission, I realize the daily, desperate, inconsolable truth that, if need be, for this food of life, I will fight anyone to the death."
 




Some people define an orphan as a child who has no parents.
 
While that definition is true for physical orphans, society is filled with emotional, orphan-spirited people who, despite the privilege of having two parents, frantically grab and clutch and strive for all they can.
 
They might not be grasping for spoiled oranges and thin potato peels as is the scarecrow child in this story. They might be jockeying for power, prestige, or position.
 
They might be searching for love, wrongly thinking that their efforts will succeed as they strive to gather all the love they can find to themselves.
 
They calculate and analyze and strategize. They are the center of their universe.
 
They take and take, they gather to themselves all they can grasp, not because they need, now, but because they might need some day. Though they have now, their minds swirl with “what ifs.”
 
“What ifs” drive them.
 
They have founded a belief system on self-preservation and self-efficiency.
 
They think that if they don’t provide for themselves, no one will.
 
This is the thinking which underlies what some counselors call “the orphan spirit.” Where did this thinking start, or, better said, with whom?
 
Remember that when satan became filled with pride, desiring to be equal with God, God hurled satan from God’s presence. satan was not only hurled from God’s presence, but he was hurled from Father God’s presence, from Love’s presence.
 
satan was the first fatherless one, the first orphan. Because he seeks revenge for being cast from Heaven, satan continuously seeks to harm God’s children. One strategy he uses is to make people who feel as if they are orphans continue to feel as if they are orphans, even when they have been adopted.
 
Parents of children adopted from orphanages often find that, even though the children are aware that they have been legally adopted, they continue to act as if they live in the orphanage. These children display the orphan spirit.
 
At each meal, the children eat much more food in their new circumstances than they need to fill their bellies. This is a habit they learned in the orphanage or, as in the case of the story we just heard, on the streets or in the junkyards. They aren’t certain that they will get another meal, so they fill their stomachs as full as they can just in case.
 
When the phone rings and their adoptive parents go to the next room to speak on the phone, the adopted children scoop all the food they can into their pockets and hide even more under their shirts. Then, they run to their rooms and hide the food under their beds.
 
When long-time orphans are adopted, it takes a long time for them to realize that their parents will provide for their needs. Even after adoption, orphan-spirited children don’t just “store up” food. They “hoard” it.
 
Can you imagine the looks on the puzzled new parents’ faces a month later as they follow a line of ants marching to the children’s beds and find the mounds of stale food hidden underneath?
 
Why do newly-adopted orphans do this? Because they fear that tomorrow something might change and their new parents won’t feed them. Perhaps their new parents will die in the night and “abandon” them like their first parents did. [Many orphans don’t understand that when their parents died their parents didn’t make a determined choice to leave them.]
 
“What ifs” swirl through their minds and cause them to hoard food and prepare for “just in case.” What if my new parents don’t like me? What if my parents don’t like my personality? What if my parents change their minds about me and take me back to the orphanage? What if they both die? What if … What if … What if …. .
 
After all, adoption is too good to be true, and even pre-teen children who have lived on the streets and who have had to meet all of their own needs have well-developed daily habits in place.
 
They stay tense and on guard waiting for what they fear is inevitable — their new parents will abandon them and there will be no other solution other than returning to the orphanage.
 
Not only had the parents done everything legally possible, but they’d lavished gifts on the children to try to prove their love. Further, they spent long hours telling the children they would never leave, fail, forsake, or abandon them.
 
The children were aware of the theory of adoption, and enjoyed the benefits of the lavish gifts, but yet they couldn’t convince their own hearts that they would not be abandoned.
 
Think of the 13-year-old orphan in this example. In fact, let’s discuss his plight. What kinds of things did he provide for himself? [A “home” (a place to sleep); warmth when he slept; familiar routine which offered comfort; plan for keeping his pants on his hips (!); solution for insuring his own comfort when sharing his bed with scorpions; strategy for reaching food before his competitors; awareness of which competitors he could “beat” in getting food and which ones he could not; methods for keeping his mind off his hunger; determination; perseverance; decision to fight to the death in order to fill his stomach.]
 
What if this orphan was adopted by loving parents and brought into their home, where all these things, and much more, were provided? What adjustments would he need to make?
 
Sadly, too many Believers operate with this orphan mentality. Just like the orphan here, we have long-developed habits of self-protection learned in our early childhood.
 
What emotions are experienced by longtime orphans when they find themselves in a post-adoption situation where they don’t have to strive and clutch and grab for food, water, shelter, clothing, or other necessities? [Fear, dread, agitation, distrust, unbelief, unwillingness to relax, rest, or trust.]
 




Now, let’s discuss this same situation from the perspective of the human parents, loving people who joyfully welcomed the orphan into their home, hearts, and lives.
 
How do these new parents feel when they sense the child’s agitation and inability to stop the orphan behavior he/she had practiced for so long?  [Confusion, frustration, grief, heartfelt desire to persuade the orphan to trust them, sympathy, compassion, understanding, desire to prove to the orphan that they can be trusted.]
 
We mentioned that the parents might experience grief when the child isn’t able to relax in the truth of adoption. Why grief? [The parents have given the child all. It’s as if the child is sitting at a banquet table filled with the finest food and yet he does not allow himself to eat.]
 
The former orphan couldn’t accept the finished work of the legal process.
 
Compare the thoughts and actions of the longtime orphan with the thoughts and actions of Believers who have trouble believing that Jesus’ death on the cross was a finished work.
 
Spiritual orphans cannot rest in the finished work of Jesus’ death on the cross. They find it nearly impossible to believe that everything has been accomplished by Jesus to insure that they are sons, daughters, and heirs.
 
As we said earlier, satan’s strategy is to make us act as if we are orphans even after we learn we have been sons and daughters of Father God all the time.
 
We start out right. We joyfully accept Jesus into our hearts as Lord and we receive the truth that we are now rescued from darkness and delivered into light. Jesus has done everything necessary to place us into our rightful position as sons.
 
We sense God’s call on our lives, and we respond with a heart which joyfully shouts, “Yes, Lord! May Your will be done!”
 
For most of us, in our childhoods we weren’t aware that we could just “be.” From before the time we could talk, we were given messages that in order to be accepted by those in authority over us, we had to “do.” We had to “perform.”  [You might want to read the section Based On Him, Not Us for comfort that we no longer need to “perform” to “earn” “love.” Father God loves us with all His heart, and His love for us is based on Who He is, not on how well we perform.]
 
From before we can talk, we learn that we get rewards based on our good performance.
 
As we discussed in an earlier section, we’re praised for our first word, our first walking step, and we receive special prizes when we finally “graduate” from diapers/nappies to grown-up toilets.
 
We’re praised when we share, when we don’t hit other children, and when we tell the truth.
 
So, as new Believers, we read the Bible and mistakenly try to earn rewards based on our obedience to the truths we find there. We strive with all our strength and all our wisdom to achieve what can only be accomplished in the spirit realm in Him, through Him, and by Him.
 
We accept the Lord but we don’t know how to go on from that point.
 
Not knowing what God would want us to “do,” and desperately desiring to please Father God, we begin ever-increasing striving to guess what God’s calling is for our lives.
 
Then we feverishly strive to bring God’s calling to pass.
 
We pray, but according to our own knowledge.
 
We beg God to give us what we need to accomplish the mighty task He has put in our hearts.
 
We beg. The verb “beg” is the sign that we think we have to work up what we need to accomplish what God has called us to do. The verb “beg” proves that we don’t believe we are sons.
 
We pray, but too often we ask God to give us what we want according to our own timing.
 
Perhaps we haven’t learned what so many Believers have learned the hard way — that running ahead of God’s timing is just as painful as lagging behind His timing.
 
Ecclesiastes 8:5 says, “A wise heart knows the proper time and procedure.” How much time we would save if we acted like the sons we described in our last section and trusted Father God to tell us both the proper time and procedure!
 
Orphan spirit behavior is certainly not limited to orphaned children. You’ll find plenty of this type behavior throughout every level of the business world. You can be sure that when I say “business world,” this can equally apply to “leadership of the church world.”
 
Orphan-spirited employees spend hours of overtime on the job hoping to impress their supervisors and “earn” attention, praise, recognition — favor. They realized long ago that, if they wanted to “move up the corporate ladder” they had to depend upon their own strategies to “win” advancement.
 
They’ve fallen prey to the wrong belief that “God only helps those who help themselves.” Though that phrase is often quoted, neither the phrase nor the concept is found in the Bible.
 
Sometimes they point out flaws in their fellow employees while covering up the truth about their own flaws. They justify this behavior by saying that they are merely pointing out the truth.
 
When a prestigious position — or, if not prestigious, higher-paying — opens up, they strive especially hard to impress the decision-makers.
 
Do you recognize the same type behavior between an employee striving to earn favor and gain financial security as that of an orphan striving to provide for his own physical security?
 
In Jeremiah 45:5, Father God says to Jeremiah: "And should you seek great things for yourself? Seek them not … ." He adds that He will give Jeremiah his life.
 
Did you notice in this verse that Father God doesn’t give Jeremiah his life based on Jeremiah’s work? No, Father God gives Jeremiah his life based on Who God is as Jeremiah’s Father.
 
We’ve already studied the verses which show that Jesus’ blood purchased our freedom.
 
Who can be called spiritual orphans? Those love-starved people who frantically grab and clutch and strive in the spirit realm for all they can. Because they don’t realize the loving Father Heart of God, they strive to obtain the fruit of the Holy Spirit that only He can give.
 




A.W. Tozer comments,
 
"Most of us go through life praying a little, planning a little, jockeying [moving back and forth] for position, hoping but never being quite certain of anything, and always secretly afraid that we will miss the way. This is a tragic waste of truth and never gives rest to the heart.
 
There is a better way. It is to repudiate [refuse] our own wisdom and take up instead the infinite wisdom of God."
 




Apostle Paul instructs:
 
Ephesians 2:4-10
    4But God--so rich is He in His mercy! Because of and in order to satisfy the great and wonderful and intense love with which He loved us,
    5Even when we were dead (slain) by [our own] shortcomings and trespasses, He made us alive together in fellowship and in union with Christ; [He gave us the very life of Christ Himself, the same new life with which He quickened Him, for] it is by grace (His favor and mercy which you did not deserve) that you are saved (delivered from judgment and made partakers of Christ's salvation).
    6And He raised us up together with Him and made us sit down together [giving us joint seating with Him] in the heavenly sphere [by virtue of our being] in Christ Jesus (the Messiah, the Anointed One).
    7He did this that He might clearly demonstrate through the ages to come the immeasurable (limitless, surpassing) riches of His free grace (His unmerited favor) in [His] kindness and goodness of heart toward us in Christ Jesus.
    8For it is by free grace (God's unmerited favor) that you are saved (delivered from judgment and made partakers of Christ's salvation) through [your] faith. And this [salvation] is not of yourselves [of your own doing, it came not through your own striving], but it is the gift of God;
    9Not because of works [not the fulfillment of the Law's demands], lest any man should boast. [It is not the result of what anyone can possibly do, so no one can pride himself in it or take glory to himself.]
    10For we are God's [own] handiwork (His workmanship), recreated in Christ Jesus, [born anew] that we may do those good works which God predestined (planned beforehand) for us [taking paths which He prepared ahead of time], that we should walk in them [living the good life which He prearranged and made ready for us to live].

 
Thinking about the human tendency to strive to achieve, let’s remind ourselves what God’s Son did:
 
Philippians 2:5-8
    5Have this attitude in yourselves which was also in Christ Jesus,
    6Who, although He existed in the form of God, did not regard equality with God a thing to be grasped,
    7but emptied Himself, taking the form of a bondservant, and being made in the likeness of men.
    8And being found in appearance as a man, he humbled Himself by becoming obedient to the point of death, even death on a cross.

 
Jesus did not regard equality with God a thing “to be grasped.” We could just as easily say that He did not regard equality with God something He should strive after. If God wants Jesus to be considered equal with Him, that is God’s decision and God’s work, not Jesus’.
 
Jesus could rest in the truth that, as God’s Son, Father God would provide everything He needed. He rested in the security that His Father God made every choice for His best good.
 
We are children of God, too, and He desires that we rest in that same security.
 
The main difference between a child born to a couple and a child adopted by a couple is that in the latter situation, the child was chosen by the parents.
 




Here’s a story of a little girl who understands the difference and is able to rest in the security:
 
A group of first graders were discussing a picture of a family. One little boy in the picture had a different hair color than the other members. One of her students suggested that he was adopted. A little girl said, “I know all about adoption. I was adopted.”
 
“What does it mean to be adopted?” asked another child.
 
“It means,” said the little girl, “that I grew in my mommy's heart instead of in her tummy.”
 




In Jesus’ time, when the son reached age 13, he was considered a man. He went out from under the instruction of a nursemaid and teacher into an apprenticeship with his father.
 
Over the next 17 years, the father gave the son everything the son needed to learn, to grow, to succeed … in the proper timing … so that the son knew what he needed to know when he reached age 30. The father trained the son so that the son could inherit what the father had prepared for him.
 
The father didn’t ask that his son act like a well-trained 30-year-old at age 13. The father was reasonable and balanced in his training. He gave his son time to learn.
 
How much more reasonable is Father God, the One Who Knows All Things?
 




Consider this excellent chart offered by Shiloh Place Ministries at http://www.shilohplace.org/resources:

 


 
   
THE SPIRIT [HEART
ATTITUDE] OF
AN ORPHAN
  THE SPIRIT [HEART
ATTITUDE] OF
A SON
     
See Father God As Master IMAGE OF FATHER GOD See Father God As A Loving Father
Independent / Self-Reliant DEPENDENCE Interdependent / Acknowledges Need
Live By The Love Of Law THEOLOGY Live By The Law Of Love
Insecure / Lack Peace SECURITY Rest And Peace
Strive For The Praise, Approval, And Acceptance Of Man NEED FOR APPROVAL Totally Accepted In Father God’s Love And Justified By Grace
A Need For Personal Achievement As You Seek To Impress Father God And Others, Or No Motivation To Serve At All MOTIVE FOR SERVICE Service That Is Motivated By A Deep Gratitude For Being Unconditionally Loved And Accepted By Father God
Duty And Earning Father God’s Favor Or No Motivation At All MOTIVE BEHIND CHRISTIAN DISCIPLINE Pleasure And Delight
“Must” Be Holy To Have Father God’s Favor, Thus Increasing A Sense Of Shame And Guilt MOTIVE FOR PURITY “Want To” Be Holy; Do Not Want Anything To Hinder Intimate Relationship With Father God
Self-Rejection From Comparing Yourself To Others SELF-IMAGE Positive And Affirmed Because You Know You Have Such Value To Father God
Seek Comfort In Counterfeit Affections: Addictions, Compulsions, Escapism, Busyness, Hyper-Religious Activity SOURCE OF COMFORT Seek Times Of Quietness And Solitude To Rest In The Father’s Presence And Love
Competition, Rivalry, And Jealousy Toward Others’ Success And Position PEER RELATIONSHIPS Humility And Unity As You Value Others And Are Able To Rejoice In Their Blessings And Success
Accusation And Exposure In Order To Make Yourself Look Good By Making Others Look Bad HANDLING OF OTHERS’ FAULTS Love Covers As You Seek To Restore Others In A Spirit Of Love And Gentleness
See Authority As A Source Of Pain; Distrustful Toward Them And Lack A Heart Attitude Of Submission VIEW OF AUTHORITY Respectful, Honoring; You See Them As Ministers Of Father God For Good In Your Life
Difficulty Receiving Admonition [Loving Correction]; You Must Be Right So You Easily Get Your Feelings Hurt And Close Your Spirit [Heart] To Discipline VIEW OF ADMONITION [Loving Correction] See The Receiving Of Admonition [Loving Correction] As A Blessing And Need In Your Life So That Your Faults And Weaknesses Are Exposed And Put To Death
Guarded And Conditional; Based Upon Others’ Performance As You Seek To Get Your Own Needs Met EXPRESSION OF LOVE Open, Patient, And Affectionate As You Lay Your Life And Agendas Down In Order To Meet The Needs Of Others
Conditional And Distant SENSE OF FATHER GOD’S PRESENCE Close And Intimate
Bondage CONDITION Liberty
Feel Like A Servant / Slave POSITION Feel Like A Son / Daughter
Spiritual Ambition; The Earnest Desire For Some Spiritual Achievement And Distinction And The Willingness To Strive For It; A Desire To Be Seen And Counted Among The Mature VISION To Daily Experience The Father’s Unconditional Love And Acceptance And Then Be Sent As A Representative Of His Love To Family And Others
Fight For What You Can Get! FUTURE Sonship Releases Your Inheritance!