I’ve been thinking about the Love of God lately. (Can you tell that I’m consumed by all of this stuff sometimes? My mind never stops, but thankfully it’s starting to focus more on the things that are real and true rather than on the other stuff! Thank goodness for this journal, and my private “journal journal” though because otherwise I would drive Jason crazy with my ramblings haha!)
On Sunday during worship we sang a song called “Reckless Love” and it’s about the love of God, and something about it just reached down deep and stirred something up within me, I was having a hard time keeping it together. There was a part of me that wanted to go and be alone and just weep. Sometimes I can feel things that are deeper than I am comfortable with. Do you ever feel like that?
Then I remembered back a week or so ago, I was watching some Derek Prince messages on YouTube and I noticed that every time he would talk about the love of God, he would just about lose it, his voice would shake, he would have to stop for a moment, and I could see tears in his eyes.
I am realizing that the Love of God is….. something. It’s really something. There’s something to it that is bigger and deeper than we can handle. I know this in my mind, I’ve known this in my mind…. but when it starts to hit and sink in even just a little bit…. it surprises me how deeply it moves me every time.
Do I dare to ask the Lord to increase my capacity to be able to experience His love even more? The answer has to be “yes”…
Look what He does. Here are some lyrics from from the song “Reckless Love”:
“There’s no shadow You won’t light up,
Mountain You won’t climb up
Coming after me…
There’s no wall You won’t kick down
Lie You won’t tear down
Coming after me…”
The thought that the Lord loves me enough to go out of His way to come after me… it’s just completely overwhelming. He thinks of me always, He chases me down.
I just had a memory of when I was a teenager and I was in one of the worst storms of my life… I can see myself holding my bible and throwing it down as hard as I could to the ground. So angry and bitter, mean and hateful, and in such a bad place. He loved me then, and He chased after me.
Can you imagine experiencing His love in the fullest way possible when we’re in heaven?
I used to have the mindset of, “Yea, that’ll be great, no sadness, no tears, no troubles, but what are we going to do? Will we not get kind of bored?” *cringe*
I’m sure there will probably be things to do, but you know, the more time I spend with Him, the more time I want to spend with Him, and the more and more time I want to spend with Him…. I am starting to understand how just being consumed in His love is more than enough to do for eternity.