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Moreover you took your sons and your daughters, whom you bore to Me, and these you sacrificed to them to be devoured. Were your acts of harlotry a small matter, that you have slain My children and offered them up to them by causing them to pass through the fire? Ezekiel 16:20-21
God didn't see Jerusalem's children as her own to do what she wanted with. And He doesn't see ours that way either. Our children are His children. They're His whether we choose them or not and they're His whether we dedicate them to Him or not. They're His whether we have two children or twelve. They're His. They were His when we bore them and they were His before the foundation of the world.
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I have to confess to you that I think of my children as mine. I thank the Lord for them, but at the essence of that thanks is that He's given them to me. Reminding ourselves daily that our children are His, just like our finances are His, is the first step toward good stewardship. And I long to someday hear from my Lord, "Well done, good and faithful servant."
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