Tonight I was listening to the song “Abba” by Jonathan David Helser. In the song he sings the words “Abba, I belong to You”. These words almost immediately brought tears to my eyes, and after about an hour of worship with the Lord, I began to think about the power of these words and why they have such a huge effect. Well my answers are simple and few, as has become the norm for me these days but here they are.
Intimacy – we were created to belong, to fit, and to be loved. There is an aching in our hearts to be known, really known, for all we are, and be loved and desired. These words speak to that longing, and sometimes I think we have to remind ourselves “I belong to HIM!!!”. Like a child, we long to know we are desired, seen, and loved for ALL of ourselves.
It’s all about Him – the more I have sought to learn and discover who I am (which is really a rather silly thought when you think about it), the more I find my answers lay in Him. The more I focus and dwell on who He is, the more clearly I can see myself and know my value. When I learn about his glory and his beauty, His faithfulness, and his Love, I can’t help but think “If he not only touched me, and took the time to form me, but He also breathed his very breath into my lungs and poured His blood over me, I must be something pretty incredible… if for no other reason than His actions say so and look who He is… WOW!!!! I belong to HIM!!!!!”
I know that we are but dust, but we were originally created as royals, as sons and daughters of a King. It’s funny to me that whether we are familiar with these words or not, they can seem to be just something to say. They are hard to believe / hear sometimes. However they are true, and I think that every time we taste that original purpose of royalty and intimacy with the Father something in our hearts squeeze, it takes our breath…. We Belong To Him, how easy it is to forget this simple reality!
So I love these words “Abba, I belong to you”… they comfort me with the intimacy and sense of belonging, that I am HIS. and They comfort me because they remind me of who He is, and consequently who I am. I BELONG!!!!
(Some pictures that my mom gave me years ago, that remind me of whose I am… Where I belong…and who He is! )
#Drawings by Jean Keaton
