There is this phrase my roommate picked up while she was in Mozambique. “Shakababa.” It’s from the Makua language meaning, “Stay with the Father”, and lately I’ve been learning what that means.
Everyday we play the prodigal.
We leave the Father and try to write our own story. It’s not just an outward expression of sin and debauchery – it’s an inner choice that says, “I don’t want to be yours”. We usually don’t recognize it, but we do it all the time.
We resist the love of our Father, we run away, we fight for ourselves and we try to manipulate the very One who made us. In our defiant, independent, worlds we try to be our own kings and queens.
But if I don’t want to be a prodigal, then I have to take my place as a daughter and the only thing I get to do as a daughter is receive. Daughter’s don’t control. They don’t earn their inheritance–it’s given to them because of who they are. Daughters receive. That’s it. I have to humble my heart and let Him do it for me; I have to let Him give me everything.
Blessed are the meek, for they shall inherit the earth.
To inherit anything you have to be meek. You have to know that what you’re receiving comes from outside of you and anything you’ve done. It’s based on position – on relationship – and that’s why we have to stay with the Father.
James says that God opposes the proud but gives grace to the humble. Why? Because only the humble are willing to receive it.
Everyday we have to remind ourselves to come home.
I have to choose to stay with the Father. In meekness and humility I have to learn to receive. There must be a reunion, a “coming home” of sorts, where we return to the Father and stop living like orphans and prodigals. We have to put our hand back in His day after day, letting Him be the one in control.
That interaction is called ‘abiding’. That’s literally what it means to abide. It means to “live in”. So basically when Jesus said in John 15:9 “As the Father has loved me, so I love you. Abide in my love,” He was telling us one thing:
Stay with the Father.