I don’t write posts about God’s love often. That’s not because I don’t love God’s love. I do. I cling to it. I depend on it. I live in it.
But the word love is thrown around to talk about food and music and movies and art. I love the paint colors in our new house. I love my dog. I love sleep.
I want a better word to describe this obscene and glorious thing we call ‘God’s love’. His love is like no other.
Not only that, but we rejoice in our sufferings, knowing that suffering produces endurance, and endurance produces character, and character produces hope, and hope does not put us to shame, because God’s love has been poured into our hearts through the Holy Spirit who has been given to us.
For while we were still weak, at the right time Christ died for the ungodly. For one will scarcely die for a righteous person—though perhaps for a good person one would dare even to die—but God shows his love for us in that while we were still sinners, Christ died for us. (Romans 5:3-8 ESV)
Here’s what that just said:
We can rejoice even when hard things come; even when we have blah days. Because we know something that the world doesn’t know. We know that all this stuff that is happening to us is really happening for us. It’s making us look more like Jesus and that’s a good thing because it reminds us of our hope:
There is a day coming, a glorious and terrifying day, when all mankind will feel and see the full uncensored force of the glory of God. And for those of us in Christ, that glory will wrap around us with unspeakable delight and joy.
And we can be sure of that. We can hope in that without being worried or nervous. You know why? Because if Jesus gave up His own life for us while we still hated him and cursed him, why would He turn us away when we actually look like Him? God’s going to receive those He transforms into the image of His Son, and we can be confident of that because He gave Himself up for us while we looked NOTHING like His Son.
Know this today: there is no love like His. No one in your life loves you that way.
You may know some folks who would die for you. Maybe. But if you turned on them, if you hated them, if you betrayed them and ignored them and hurt them at every turn – I promise – they wouldn’t die for you anymore.
There is no love like His.
Rejoice. Nothing that this day brings can shake those that stand in that kind of love.