Esther or Hadassah, though a cousin of Mordecai, was more like an adopted daughter. Even as a grown up, a queen living in the palace, she still looked to Mordecai for counsel and prayer.
We too have a Father who has adopted us. We talk to Him, worship Him, and serve Him. At times like this we look to Him to show us the way in which to walk.
But there is one problem. Do we, as adopted sons and daughters, find our first identity as members of God’s family? Is that our main identity?
Are we maybe Africans first, Americans or Europeans first—then Christians? Do we find our primary identity in our tribe, political party, or race? Or are we Christians first? Are others in God’s family really our brothers and sisters?
When we our identity-loyalty is divided, we strain and divide the body of Christ. I believe it is time we find our identify in Christ alone.