I can reason my way into believing God’s love for me is
unconditional. After all, He made
provision for my mess-ups long before I was born. He sought me out, brought me into His family,
and has given me an inheritance alongside His Son.
I can remind myself of all the stories I’ve read, episodes
from the Bible that show His character:
love. He’s faithful, He rescues
and restores, and He does it all because of His passionate, ongoing love for
us. For me.
In the end, though, as easily as I can reason my way into
something, I can reason my way out. I
can believe that I am the exception to the rule; surely, I test the limits of
God’s patience. If not now, than
someday…
I live in a broken world with broken relationships, and this
side of heaven, I’m not going to know – truly – what unconditional love looks
like.
But I get glimpses, and He whispers to me in that moment
that I’m seeing evidence of Him…
Making a commitment to marry my husband was a big deal for
me. It meant that I no longer got to
hold something of myself back in case I got hurt. It was a terrifying, thrilling
experience. And I haven’t regretted it
for a day.
In the end, I simply have to decide to take that risk with
God – believing He loves like He says He does – and logic has little to do with
it. It’s an act of my will; it’s a
decision not to hold any part of myself back.
Regardless, He will always love me.
I think I’ve posted it before, but I’m drawn again to Romans
8:38-39:
And I am convinced
that nothing can ever separate us from His love. Death can’t, and life can’t. The angels can’t, and the demons can’t. Our fears for today, our worries about
tomorrow, and even the powers of hell can’t keep God’s love away. Whether we are high above the sky or in the
deepest ocean, nothing in all creation will ever be able to separate us from
the love of God that is revealed in Christ Jesus our Lord.
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