As Father's Day has been coming up I've been thinking about dads, and how I think we like to live our lives through our sons. I was no exception. When my son's were just two years old, I put swords in their hands and started teaching them how to battle. By the time they were four, they could proficiently slay any dragon. We also liked to jump from high places: the spillway at the bridge in Llano; that big rock at Inks Lake they call The Devil's Waterhole. These are things I never did as a kiddo. I know my sons could always hear my voice above everyone else yelling and cheering as they jumped. I could out-yell them all! I would often turn to a complete stranger and say “That’s my son!”
In a sense, I was living my life through my sons, hoping that their achievements would exceed mine. They knew I felt proud of them, and that I gloried in the acclaim that came to me through their exploits.
I think our heavenly Father feels much the same. At two special moments in the earthly life of Jesus, God took great pains to say, “That’s My Boy!” At Jesus’ baptism, for example, we know a voice rang out from heaven.
In other words, “Hey, folks—that’s My Boy!” Again at the Mount of Transfiguration, God said, “This is My beloved Son, in whom I am well pleased. Hear Him!”
Today at South Church, I'm learning how our Father in Heaven wants to live His life through us. As we enter into His covenant of love, it becomes possible for God to express His life, His nature, His desires, and His actions through you and me. God wants our lives to testify to Who He is. He wants you to do great exploits for Him. And who doesn't want to hear, "That's My boy!" or "That's My girl!" May the Lord live His life through us and use you and me today and tomorrow, to reveal Himself to the world around us.