As a child with seven older siblings, we only had bare essentials in our tiny house. My cousins, though, had everything . . . beds, rooms, TV, candy on demand, and space. Something about their house gave me a longing. On more than one occasion, I begged to spend the night with them. Inevitably I couldn’t make it through the night. My uncle would have to take me home. “I can’t stay here,” I would cry. “I need people who belong to me.” So home I went to crawl into a bed full of sisters.
There’s nothing quite like having your own people. People who know and understand you, care about what concerns you, understand you idiosyncrasies. It’s much better than “stuff.”
But that’s nothing compared to having our own God. Belonging to him is liberating. It sets us free and satisfies our longings.
Excerpted from Women of Faith® Devotional Bible copyright ©2003 by Thomas Nelson, Inc. Published in Nashville, Tennessee by Thomas Nelson. Used with permission. All rights reserved.
How does it make you feel to know you “belong to God”?