The Perfect Father - Your Daily Forward Devotional

The Perfect Father


March 3


Read 1 John 3:1 (ESV)

See what kind of love the Father has given to us, that we should be called the children of God; and so we are.



What does it mean to be a child of God? How does this give you hope?


Some of us have been blessed with a great earthly father who has loved and cared for us well. But for others, their father has either been absent, negligent, or sadly even abusive. And for those of you who have a history involving a less than loving father, I am sorry. I understand if it makes it difficult for you to relate to the idea of God as our Father. But the good news that I have for you is not just that God is a good Father. God is the perfect Father.


God is a loving Father who disciplines us perfectly. He created us but we decided that we’d rather go our own way as if we knew better than God. But just as earthly parents have more experience with the world and a better perspective about what is right or wrong than their children do, God has the clearest perspective regarding what is for our good. Hebrews 12:5-6 says, “My son, do not regard lightly the discipline of the Lord, nor be weary when reproved by him. For the Lord disciplines the one he loves, and chastises every son whom he receives.” Hebrews 12:10-11 goes on to say, “but he disciplines us for our good, that we may share his holiness. For the moment all discipline seems painful rather than pleasant, but later it yields the peaceful fruit of righteousness to those who have been trained by it.” Our heavenly Father disciplines us perfectly for our own good.


Also, in His great love for us, He didn’t disown us. We went astray but He made a way for us to be made right with Him through Jesus Christ. In Christ, we are the children of God. Like the father in the parable of the prodigal son in Luke 15, God is waiting to welcome us back. Everyone who accepts Jesus’ sacrifice on their behalf and runs back to the Father will be welcomed and embraced. They will be celebrated!


Finally, as children of God, we are co-heirs with Christ. “The Spirit himself bears witness with our spirit that we are children of God, and if children, then heirs - heirs of God and fellow heirs with Christ, provided we suffer with him in order that we may also be glorified with him” (Romans 8:16-17)


Friends, God is not just a good Father, He is a perfect Father. One who disciplines us in love and provides a way for us to be justified to Him. A Father who offers mercy, grace, and compassion. Who welcomes us back with open arms in the spirit of adoption. A Father who offers us a spiritual inheritance that we did not deserve. See how much God loves us? So much that He calls us His children.



Father, thank You for being the perfect Father. For loving me so much that you made a way for me, through Christ, to be welcomed back into Your family. Amen.


~ Pastor Nat Crawford


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Lord I want to be glorified with You, but I have to learn how to suffer with You first. You are truly divine but I am weak and undisciplined. Help me Lord.
Thank you Pastor Nate, for this encouragement.
Thank you Pastor Nat. Indeed God is our perfect father. I am just thankful that I have been adopted into his Kingdom made possible by His son Jesus's crucifixion. Amen
I know God, our Father is in control.
Thank you for this devotional today. God is the best Father one could have.
Thank God for giving us another beautiful day and thank you pastor Nat for the devotional Amen
Praise God for His love for us.
Our loving Heavenly Father is today, yesterday and for ever, praise be to our God!! Amen.
Amen and amen
Lord thank you for all you do
Thank you Lord God for the privilege that you gave us to call us your children thank you for just being an awesome father amen
Wow. What a crazy experience. I am thankful you have been diligent in seeking care. I am praying for your recovery, healing, and resources to meet your needs each day. I am truly sorry for the pain and discomfort. I pray for God's peace. Amen!
Thank you Father for your perfect love despite ourselves Thank you for your loving discipline May it yield the peaceable fruit of righteousness in my heart and life Thank you for Jesus Your love displayed Thank you for your grace and mercy For your compassion towards us Thank you Jesus that you are able to strengthen and help Thank you that invite us to come boldly before your throne where we may find mercy and grace to help in time of need Thank you that you are doing a good work in each of us Thank you for the reminder today of your unfailing love I needed to hear this today I need your help Lord And I look to you Thank you for who you are in Jesus name
Glory be to God. Truth...Yes and Amen.
Perfect father...perfect love!
He loves like no other!
Thanks You Father for always being there. For making away for me to come to You. Making Yourself always available to & for us. We love You Father. Amen! 🙏🏼💜🙌🏼
Now by the mercies of God present your body as a living sacrifice holy and acceptable unto him which is your reasonable service. Do not be conformed to this world but be transformed by the Holy Spirit that you may know that you are a child of God. Heavenly Father thank you for loving me and giving me the desire to die to my selfishness and to live for you. I love and need you more every day my Abba! Amen
The thought of being one of His children...looking to God the Father as my personal Creator and Christ as my Brother always BLOWS me away and brings a warm smile to my face. Praise be to God, Amen!
I am sorry this is happening to you, as chemo and radiation are daunting. We pray for the Lord to keep you in His Hand and guide you every step of the way...
Thank you Jesus Christ for all your love !!!
Jesus please help us 🙏🙏🙏
I am sharing a page from my 'journal' as a testament to how God has answered my prayers during an extremely trying time. Ignore the last two paragraphs, this is not a plea for financial assistance, God has taken care of the major part of the financial dilemma when St Luke's Financial Service informed me today they are waving my co-pays and I will not be receiving any medical bills for the time I am receiving treatment for my cancer, just over a year! Sunday, January 10, 2021 Since FB will not let me post or comment on other people’s past for 24 hours, I thought I would get this down on paper, so I do not forget the events of today. I was up and out of bed by 5:15 a.m. this morning not feeling any worse than I do on most days. Lakota wanted in or out at least five times before I decided to start breakfast around 10:30 a.m. As I was fixing my breakfast I started having a severe coughing hack that went non-stop for a good ten minutes, I mean the kind of coughing that leaves you weak and feeling like you might pass out. The cough was intermittent while I ate my breakfast, but just the same in severity. Lakota wanted back out after I finished breakfast, so I decided to go out with her to see if the weather might be conducive to playing golf later in the day. While I was out walking up and down the sidewalk with Lakota I was hit again with one of those coughing jags. Only this time I coughed something up and spit it out. Much to my surprise, it was a whole bunch of blood as dark red as you can ever imagine. When the coughing and spitting did not produce any different results after about a half-hour, I decided I probably should go to the ER to have it checked out. On the way to the ER, after assuring Lakota I would be back, I had to keep my window all the way down since I had nothing in the Suburban to spit in…lesson learned! I must have had to spit at least eight or nine times on the way to the ER with the same results, large globs of dark red blood! As I made the short walk from the parking lot to the ER I had to stop at least three times before I got to the door, then had to borrow the receptionist’s wastepaper can, to spit in while I was waiting to get checked in. They positioned me on a gurney and had me lying rather flat while they hooked up BP meter, cardiac machine, took blood, and tried three times to get an intravenous needle in both arms, then the third one in my right arm. After several unsuccessful tries, they had me hooked up to I have no clue. I have a difficult time breathing while I am lying down as it is, let alone being faced with who knows what that would cause the blood loss I was coughing up! The longer I lay there listening to the gurgling in my throat and the inability to catch my breath, the more I thought I was going to die on that gurney. After a half-hour, I told one of the staff I just had to sit up because I was nearly hyperventilating from the short breaths I am limited on taking. That was about the same time they notified me they were having me transported to St Luke’s in Twin by ambulance. I was not allowed to sit up on the stretcher in the ambulance, but they did elevate the stretcher, so I was not laying prone and that did help some. The ride in the ambulance to St. Luke’s was faster than I normally drive it, so I guess they thoughts it must be important. By the time we reached St Luke’s, I was breathing much better and no longer felt like I was drowning in my own blood. I was immediately taken to ICU, although I did not know that until we arrived there. Then I did get paranoid, briefly, thinking this must be bad. I refused to lie down in the bed so I could breathe, and my breathing got under control. Naturally, I got all the needles stuck in me again for drawing blood and IVs for whatever they inject a person with through those. Then there was a wait to see when they could schedule an MRI. It was while I was waiting on that when the doctor came in and I asked if it was necessary for me to be in ICU. He ordered a private room for me on the third floor and I was moved up to it until I decided I was not going to spend the night just so they could keep an eye on me since Lakota was home all alone expecting me to return. I called my good friend, Norm, and he showed up shortly after the nurse wheeled me down to where patients are picked up. Norm delivered me back to my Suburban in the North Canyon Medical Center parking lot and I came home to an expectant Lakota waiting at the back door. So far, I have coughed up blood three times in about 2 hours, much better than just about every five minutes. I did pray for God to give me peace in the situation when I was in the emergency room when I felt for sure I was dying and within minutes is when my breathing slowed, and the paranoia went away. That also gave me the confidence to come home to see how things work out. So, I Praise God for another answered prayer!!! Sunday night did not go well! At first, I thought the bleeding had finally stopped. I was wrong. I had not gotten to sleep by 4:45 a.m. when the coughing started all over again with even more drastic results. It was too early to call anyone to take care of Lakota, but I felt it was important for me to get back to St Luke’s in Twin. So, I got dressed, missed getting any speeding tickets, and arrived at the Emergency Room by 5:50 a.m. I was almost immediately rushed up to ICU where I was informed they were life-flighting me to Boise. The trip to Boise was rather quick! As soon as they landed on the roof, a team of doctors and nurses rushed me to an operating room where they performed a procedure I can neither pronounce nor spell correctly, but it involves putting you out and sticking a machine down your throat to see where the bleeding was coming from. Fortunately, they were able to get the bleeding stopped and in the process discovered I have Squamous Cell Carcinoma (cancer) in my left lung that was preventing me from getting oxygen to that lung and caused all the bleeding. Monday was a blur of CAT Scans, MRIs, and a host of other tests, including copious amounts of blood being drawn, no eating because it was yet undecided on whether surgery was going to be necessary to fully stop the bleeding. The first I remember being able to eat anything besides ice cubes was this morning. I started radiation treatments yesterday and had another treatment today before being discharged. The plan now is for me to have radiation and chemo five days a week for five to seven weeks at St Luke’s in Twin Falls. That is approximately 45 miles one-way and will cost about 90.00 – 100.00 a week just to keep my appointments! It is hoped, at this time, Social Services connected with St Luke’s will be able to offset some of this expense, but funding in the Magic Valley is not as good as in Boise, so they did not offer any great hopes of there being much coming from Social Services here. This post did not start out as anything other than a reason why I might not be on FB very frequently in the coming days. I am not one to ask for help unless it is beyond my means physically or monetarily to do what needs to be done. I also do not believe a person should start a Go Fund Me account for themselves, primarily because some of those generate way more than what a person needs to fix their problem and there is no way of returning unneeded funds to those who contributed. This is my problem to deal with, but with only 583.00 in SS, and losing my unemployment due to not being available to work at the present, co-pays beyond what I can reasonably meet, I am left with no other choice than to reach out to others to help keep me in gas so I can keep getting treated for this vile cancer until it is either cured or I am given a bleak prognosis.