Creator God,
Your love has no beginning or end.
As a circle embraces, so does your love.
Sure as the ocean tide, it rushes.
Steady as a stream, it flows.
Certain as a shadow that follows my form, your love is present.
Continuous as four seasons, it is constant.
Your love greets me as a sliver of sunlight each morning
and sparkles over me as stars when dusk falls.
You made the fingerprint, you celebrate unique!
Your variety of people, animals, rocks, plants and beyond overwhelm!
Goodness spills over.
Your love is color blind.
Your love isn’t based on merit.
Your love doesn’t hinge on MY belief!
This is preposterous!
How can I comprehend such love when mine ebbs & flows
with invisible conditions attached?
But YOU!
You love beyond belief.
Your love is freedom.
You allow me to choose whether I will follow you.
Will I stay or go?
You rejoice when I dwell in your house and mourn when I go.
Yet, as the moon awaits my glance, you do too.
God of risks, your love isn’t pie-in-the-sky romance.
It’s gritty. It’s the real deal.
You allow your children to stumble and fall,
to seek longings other than you.
You breathe freedom, not oppression.
You tear your clothes when a child leaves
but meet them on the road to wash their crusty feet and clothe them.
God, you are endless. You are the alpha and omega.
Like a father glimpsing his lost son at the horizon,
you excitedly welcome back with celebration.
Like a mother who listens with care,
you nurture with wisdom.
Your unconditional love draws me again and again.
As I return to you,
I hear your whisper.
“It’s time.
Time to take my love and do likewise.
It’s time to for you to love beyond belief.”
“I can’t do this on my own.” I say.
“I know” you reply. “I’m here to help you.”
Of course.
How could I already forget?
To Ponder:
“Have you not known? Have you not heard? The Lord is the everlasting God, the Creator of the ends of the earth. He does not faint or grow weary; his understanding is unsearchable.” – Isaiah 40:28
How does God’s love being a consistent flow encourage you in your daily life?