My son David and his wife Sarah just had their first child 2 days ago.
All the love of which they are humanly capable is focused on that beautiful little girl. ?They are devoting all their thoughts, affections, strength and energy to caring for her. ?They would do anything for her. ?As she lies cradled in her father?s arms, swaddled in her blanket, wearing her little stocking cap, she?s completely unaware of the intense love he and her mother have for her.
It?s a faint picture of the love of Christ for those he redeemed.
“…And the life I now live in the flesh I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me.” (Ga 2.20).
What a sweet thing to be able to say – ?who loved me and gave himself for me.?
It?s easy for me believe that Jesus loves others. ?But it?s astounding to think he loves me. He doesn?t simply look upon his people as a massive faceless crowd, but he loves each and every one of us for whom he shed his blood. ?He loved and gave himself for ?me.? ?And he continues to love ?me.”
The One who created, named and sustains each individual star in the heavens won?t forget you (Isaiah 40:26-27). ?The One who loved you and gave himself for you personally when you were a rebel, continues to love you personally as one of his children.
Jesus is the great Shepherd who left the 99 to bring home the one lost sheep. When he walked the earth he cared for individuals – the woman at the well, the paralytic by the pool, Nicodemus, Zacchaeus, Mary Magdalene, the woman caught in adultery. ?He touched and healed individuals. ?He didn?t wave his hand over the crowds and heal en masse, but touched a leper, took a little girl by the hand, took individual children in his arms and blessed them.
Jesus? ears are open to your cry. ?He hears every one of your sighs. ?He loved you and gave himself for you. ?How will he not sustain you and care for you?
Throughout the day today, say, ?Jesus, thank you that you loved me and gave yourself for me. Thank you that your steadfast love for me never ceases.?
photo: my granddaughter’s footprints