His love is deeper…
That means it goes lower than our expectations. It swallows the lowest and darkest parts of our world in it’s warmth. Nothing can stop love. Good will overcome evil and love will rise as a beacon of hope for a disheartened people. I believe in the power of love.
(From my journal this morning)
For this reason I bow my knees before the Father… that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith-that you, being rooted and grounded in love, may have strength to comprehend with all the saints what is the breadth and length and height and depth, and to know the love of Christ that surpasses knowledge, that you may be filled with all the fullness of God.
I was sitting in my room thinking and praying this morning and the phrase “His love is deeper” wandered through my thoughts. I wrote it down and then thought about it and wrote that section above. God’s love is something that makes everything else worthwhile. There have been times on the race when I really begin to wonder if I’m even making a difference. In romania one week we mainly just chopped wood for people and smiled at everybody. I remember thinking
“What difference is all this going to make in the long run?”
Sure some people might appreciate having more chopped wood for the cold romanian winters. But have I really made a difference? Whenever I start thinking like this I remember a verse in Corinthians that gives me hope.
Love never fails.
1 Corinthians 13:8
I’m convinced that the only hell which exists is the inability to love.
-Dostoyevsky
When it comes down to it God is love, so those that reject God, reject love and choose a hell for themselves. Already on the race I feel like God has given me a path and a destiny for the rest of my life (which is pretty exciting!). It’s pretty simple, for the rest of my life I want to hear His voice and share His love.
After world war two they were clearing out houses and rubble, they found this quote from someone who likely died in the Holocaust.
I believe in the sun, even when it doesn’t shine
I believe in love, even when it isn’t shown
I believe in God, even when He is silent
Stop and think about that for a minute. I love that attitude of faith and rugged determination to never let go of God even when every evil circumstance seems to scream out unbelief at His existence. It spoke to me in another way as well. How much easier is it to see God when love is shown? How much easier is it to hear God when we proclaim what He is speaking? That’s what I want to live for.
