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Unwarranted . . . unheard of - un-graspable!


Have you ever had one of those moments where you are just overcome with all the LOVE you have in your life?  You just feel so FULL – so complete – so blessed.  And when you stop and think how undeserving we are – or at least I am – to be loved, to be forgiven, it’s unnerving really.  Unheard of . . . unwarranted. 

I have done nothing to be loved this much.  Oh, I love as best as I can and let’s be honest, I don’t really feel loved by people all the time.  But I’m talking about God here – to be loved by God when my heart is so deceitful and doesn’t deserve ONE GOOD THING (Jeremiah 17).  Yet, God, Who is rich in mercy, thinks otherwise.  He takes our deceitful heart and gives us a new one – (Ezekiel 11:19:  I will give them an undivided heart and put a new spirit in them; I will remove from them their heart of stone and give them a heart of flesh) - a complete new one, for one reason and one reason alone.  LOVE.

To fully grasp this, it would take a lifetime, or maybe its un-graspable.  Reminds me of a great Bible verse, Paul wrote to the Ephesians, which just happens to be one of my favorites: 

And I pray that you, being rooted and established in love, may have power, together with all the saints, to grasp how wide and how long and high and deep is the love of Christ. 
(Ephesians 3:17b-18)

 Let’s think on that a bit.   

The “wide” part reminds me of Christ’s arms outstretched as He hung on the cross.


“Long” is how long I have been and will be loved – since before conception through the end of time.


“High”?  As high as the heavens – Psalm 108 says about our God:  For great is Your love, higher than the heavens; Your faithfulness reaches to the skies.


And, “deep” is soul-wrenching deep – deeper than anything – so deep, you get lost there. 

To be so deep that I am lost in the love of God.  To contemplate His surrender for me on the cross or the length of His love for me.  Paul says that with power, we can grasp this.  Really?   It sounds totally and most assuredly unheard of.

That’s God for you.    

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