The text says we call God, "Abba!" This is the same word used by first century children and can be translated, "Daddy!" What a rare gift we have to address the creator of the universe in such an intimate term. It is all about the relationship.
Years ago a friend of mine shared with me this story. Every Sunday after church, he and the family would fill up the car with gas. His three young children got to go in with him to pay because they could reach into the penny candy jar and get a handful of candy to bring back to the car.
On one Sunday, after everyone got back into the car, he decided for whatever reason that he would like a piece of candy. He leaned over to one of his daughters and say, "Can I have a piece?" She opened up her little hand, eyed the five pieces of penny candy and paused. It wasn't immediate. These were her candies. One out of five was a huge sacrifice. But then she lifted her hand to him and said, "Sure."
This is where he learned about giving. God as Father has given us so much. We cling to it desperately with a tight fist. And when he asks for a portion back, who are we to claim ownership. It all came from God. It all belongs to God. The true gift is that he allows us to keep most of it.
It's time for us to open our fist and lift up our hands to God and say, "Sure!"
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