Revelation 21:3-7; 22:3-4
The children of Israel in the Old Testament were not just children of Jacob, but children of God. He adopted them as His own. “Out of Egypt, I have called my son” was first spoken of Israel’s Exodus from Egypt.
To us who live in the last days, Paul wrote, “For you are all sons of God through faith in Christ Jesus” (Gal. 3:26). By the blood of Christ, we have been born again into the family of God. We are adopted sons. God is our Father, Christ our elder Brother.
In the City of God all of us prodigal sons, from the patriarchs of old to us in these last days, will at last embrace the loving Father. What has been a hopeful parable of returning home to the Father after being away so long in this far country will there be a reality. “He who overcomes shall inherit these things, and I will be his God and he will be My son” (21:7).
The name “son” is special in any language. Any son who has a father knows my meaning. But never has the name “son” sparked as great a thrill or as warm a feeling as it will in that city when it is spoken by that Father. Our hearts will burn. And no more will we pray “Our Father who art in heaven.” We will simply say, “Our Father” because He will be among us. We will say it, not pray it, or maybe we’ll sing it, because “we shall see His face.” And He’ll say, “I know you.”