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Oh, to be loved♥ like this!

The word, LOVE, can be a word of many meanings, don’t you think?  I can tell a cashier, “I love you!” when she tells me about a coupon!   Think of all the songs about love . . .  I mean, doesn’t “it” make the world go round?

But did you know that God IS Perfect Love – He IS Love.  He doesn’t represent love or has love, but IS love.  Like I am a woman.  I don’t represent a woman, but AM a woman.  GOD IS LOVE.  PERFECT LOVE.

Wikipedia defines love as an emotion of strong affection and personal attachment. In philosophical context, love is a virtue representing all of human kindness, compassion, and affection.

The word, “LOVE” appears 508 times in the NIV Bible and if you want to count the words with “LOVE” in them, that’s 697 times!   The Bible says in Romans:

Very rarely will anyone die for a righteous man, though for a good man someone might possibly dare to die.  But God demonstrates His own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us.

That’s some pretty STRONG affection if you ask me!  I mean, I’m trying to think of someone that I would give my life for that I don’t love, or even like.   Someone who even sinned against me . . . hated me . . . . spit on me . . . .   Uuuummmmmm . . . I want to think I would give my life for them, but . . .

Honestly, how can I love them that much if I am hating them, or judging them or don’t even know them?  For you can’t love and judge at the same time - - try it - - it doesn’t work.

Jesus, the Second Person of the Trinity – full of the Holy Spirit – absolutely demonstrated PERFECT LOVE.   John 10 says:

The reason My Father loves Me is that I lay down My life—only to take it up again. No one takes it from Me, but I lay it down of My own accord. I have authority to lay it down and authority to take it up again. This command I received from My Father.

He laid it down of His own accord – He didn’t judge (when He should have), He didn’t hate (when He could) . . . .but He loved♥.  Perfect Love!

I am not going to tell you here that I understand that kind of lovecause I don’t.  What I do know is that God, the God of the universe, the Most High God, the First and the Last, the Great I Am – the only God – He loves that much!!!!  He knows how, He understands it and He sent it – for you and for me!  

OH, to be loved like that!  To be lavished with that love – AND WE ARE!   We are lavished with God’s love every moment of our day!!  Do you see it?  Can you feel it?

Look around -  dig deep – open your heart –

God (PERFECT LOVE) is right here, loving you no matter what, sweet friend, no matter what.

May my heart see . . .  God’s PERFECT LOVE (no matter what)!

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