God’s DNA



Last week, during our family devotions, my son Taylor was sitting next to me on the sofa. One of his sisters piped up from across the coffee table, “Man, Taylor looks so much like Dad!”

Without missing a beat, my wife quipped, “Maybe that’s one of the reasons I love that boy so much!”

For better or worse, Taylor clearly has a bit of my DNA. There are plenty of things I would rather not pass forward to my children. But those traits—good or bad—are there nonetheless.

A few years back, we walked into a church we had never visited before. One of the members there saw my daughter Chelsea and immediately said, “If you aren’t a little Conna Brueske!” (My wife’s maiden name.) In an instant, he saw the familial resemblance, even though he hadn’t seen my wife since her childhood.

Even more sobering, the more time our children spend with us, the more they also mirror our mannerisms and habits. There are often times I find myself doing something and thinking, That was just like my father.

We have been created in our Heavenly Father’s image. His DNA is flowing though us as well. It may be tainted by millennia of deterioration, but it is still there at the core of who we are.

Are we reflecting His character traits? Do people sitting across the coffee table from us recognize our Father in us? The apostle Paul admonishes us to “Let this mind be in you which is also in Christ Jesus” (Phil. 2:5).

What an awesome promise that is—that we can have the mind of Christ in us!

I want a clear family resemblance. I want people to instantly recognize that I am one of God’s kids. Not just by my countenance, but by my actions. I want to spend time with Him so that I will mirror His lovingkindness and mercy. I want to see the good in others. I want to be a voice of hope and an instrument of peace.

Father, may I reflect You in all that I do. May Your DNA multiply until there is less and less of me and more and more of You.