loving Love

“God’s love is meteoric, his loyalty astronomic.

His purpose titanic, his verdicts oceanic.

Yet in his largeness nothing gets lost;

Not a man, not a mouse, slips through the cracks.

How exquisite your love, O God!

How eager we are to run under your wings, 

To eat our fill at the banquet you spread

as you fill our tankards with Eden spring water.

You’re a fountain of cascading light, and you open our eyes to light.” -Psalm 36:5-9

Jesus’ love.  Wow, what an overwhelming gift.  For some reason, over the last couple days, I have become more and more aware of the extravagant love of my Savior and my God.  I wake up with love fresh on my mind, and find myself pondering it as I crawl into bed.

Jesus, in His perfect nature pursues me.  He wants me. He longs to know me, to be known by me.  He desires my heart and my affections.  He died, ripping the veil in two, so I might be forgiven and live in relationship with him. Unfathomable.

As I dive deeper and deeper into my relationship with Jesus, I am discovering more and more about my Jesus and what an honor it is to worship him by giving him all of me. It breaks my heart to see people who don’t know him, who haven’t heard of the goodness of my Jesus; who haven’t experienced his incredible gift of love and grace.

Spending time with Jesus shouldn’t be seen as a chore.  Often times, people (including some Christians) view Christianity as a list of dos and don’ts instead of as a pursuit of Perfect Love.  It’s tragic to me when I meet someone who has the head knowledge of Jesus, but doesn’t understand in their heart who they have been studying.  Prayer is a privilege.  Bible reading is an honor.  The Church is a gift.

My prayer for myself is that I would become so keenly aware of the love of my Jesus, that it would completely overwhelm me.  I want to be so in love, so wrapped up in Jesus that I reflect him accurately to a world that’s looking for love in all the wrong places.  May he alone be my hope, my confidant, my love, my all.  God is love, may I never take that for granted.

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