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2 Corinthians 6:18 — “I will be a father to you, and you shall be sons and daughters to me,” says the Lord Almighty.

Lately, I’ve been thinking about how easy it is to let other people’s opinions define you.

Over the years, I’ve been called a flake because I’ve moved around so much. I’ve been told I talk too much and too loud. I’ve even been told I’m not a very good friend because I spend so much time focused on work, exercise, and getting enough sleep.

And sometimes criticism can help us grow. But sometimes, we start carrying labels God never intended for us to wear.

Somewhere along the way, I realized I’d been letting other people’s opinions speak louder than the voice of God.

God doesn’t call me a flake. He calls me His child.

And I didn’t earn that name. He chose to welcome me into His family.

He doesn’t define me by my mistakes, my weaknesses, or someone else’s opinion of me. He calls me His.

The loudest voice in your life will eventually become the truest one in your heart.

So the older I get, the more I realize I need to spend less time listening to what people say about me and more time listening to what God says about me. People see a snapshot. God sees the whole story.

Your identity doesn’t begin with what people say about you.

It begins with what the Father declares.

So when another label tries to stick, I’m learning to ask one simple question: Did that name come from people—or from the Father who calls me His child?

Maybe that’s a question you need to ask today, too.

 


A MOMENT TO REFLECT

  • What label or criticism have you been carrying that may not be God’s definition of you?
  • What does it mean to you that God calls you His son or daughter?
  • Whose voice has been the loudest in your life lately—and how can you make more room to hear the Father’s voice?

2 Corinthians 6:18 — “And I will be a father to you, and you shall be sons and daughters to me,” Says the Lord Almighty.

I was just trying to make it home before the storm started. The clouds were piling higher and darker by the minute when my phone rang. I didn’t have to look. I knew who it was.

“Hey,” my dad said. “Have you seen the forecast?”

“Yeah,” I answered. “It’s not looking great.”

“You fill up your gas tank today?”

There it was. Classic Dad. I’m a grown woman with bills, a job, and a baby of my own, but to my dad, I am still his kid. So, he still asks.

And I love that he does.

We talked for a few minutes, just the usual back-and-forth, but there’s something about being on the other end of that call that always steadies me. It makes me feel seen. Protected. Still someone’s daughter.

As we were wrapping up, he said, “Hey, check your glove box when you stop. Left something in there for you last week.”

I was curious. At the next light, I popped it open.

A flashlight. With fresh batteries.

I just stared at it for a second. It was such a dad thing to do.

And it said more than he realized.

Because the truth is, my dad is still fathering me—showing up, checking in, and thinking ahead. And somehow, that flashlight made me feel like I wasn’t alone in the dark.

It also reminded me why I’ve never struggled to believe in a God who loves me…because I’ve seen it modeled my whole life.

Not everybody gets a dad like mine. I know that, but the truth is—everybody does have a Father like that. The Bible tells us that this is the kind of Father God is. He is steady, present, protective, and intentional.

He is the kind of father who checks on you when the skies grow dark. He is the kind that prepares what you need before the storm even hits.

God doesn’t just claim the title of Father. He lives it. Even in this very moment—for you—and He is in it for the long haul.