I was born into this world as a baby, a boy, a son. About three years later, I wasn’t a baby anymore ( except about some things.) Sometime along my journey the boy was no longer, and I became a man. I met a wonderful young lady and I became a husband. Then, within a few years three beautiful girls called me their father. One of those girls had babies, and now I am also a grandfather. Got the list? Baby, Boy, Son, Man, Husband, Father, Grandfather. As time goes by some of the designations won’t apply. I’m not a baby and I am not a little boy anymore.
I thank God for all the descriptions I have had in my life, and though I believe that my roles as husband, father and grandfather have eternal significance, I know that one day and forever I will simply and profoundly be what I started life as: a Son.
(1 John 3:1 (ESV) See what kind of love the Father has given to us, that we should be called children of God; and so we are.)