Understand, then, that those who believe are children of Abraham (Galatians 3:7).

Father Abraham

Had many sons

Many sons had Father Abraham.

I am one of them

And so are you

So let’s just praise the Lord!

This song, with the accompanying hand and foot motions and giggling, is about all I remember from eight-year-old Michael’s  first and rather unproductive visit to Sunday School.

Well, this song and the raging fistfight that broke out between two of the other little boys.  All and all, I decided that I’d rather be home watching Popeye and Friends, hosted by Tom Hatten.  Now to be fair, it wasn’t just Popeye.  They also showed Tom Slick, George of the Jungle, and Super Chicken.  In between cartoons, Tom took squiggles that kids mailed in and turned them into amazing cartoon drawings.

Aaaand…that totally beat learning about God as a way to spend my Sunday mornings.

Ah,  Michael.  Such a spiritual young man.

But I remembered the song.  And years later, when a slightly matured Michael learned about our adoption as Sons of God and becoming heir to the promises of eternal life, it clicked.

I am a child of Abraham

even though I’m not

because I believe.

Not because I do

Not because I earn

Not because I accomplish

Because I believe

As you head into Wednesday, hang onto that, ya?

Happy Wednesday, Beloved.