Thankfully, I already know the answer.
Sometimes I ask because I just want to hear him say the words. Gives me warm fuzzies.
Sometimes I ask because we haven’t connected on a deep level in a couple days and I just want to open up the channels.
Doesn’t matter if you hear it every day. Doesn’t matter if it’s shown in acts of kindness or smiles or encouraging words.
You can never hear enough that you are loved.
I read somewhere it is estimated God tells us He loves us around… infinite times in the Bible. Yes. Because God is love.
Did you know we were created to be objects of His love?
Yup. The whole reason you and I exist is so that God can love us.
How do I know this?
- God is Love.
- God exists in three persons - Father, Son, and Holy Spirit, who are eternally and infinitely loving each other.
- God said, “Let us make man in our image.”
- God created us to participate in Divine Love because the image of God is the image of Love.
Wow. Please don’t rush past that. This is way too deep and way too awesome and much too wonderful to skim.
God’s love is sure, people. Look at creation. Look at His patience with the Israelites. Look at Christ’s sacrifice. Look at His patience with us.
We can know beyond a doubt that He loves us. Always. Certain.
Do you always feel it, though? Aren’t there days when God seems distant, when you haven’t connected, haven’t felt His embrace, haven’t seen His smile? Aren’t there days when you’ve messed up so bad you can’t even bring yourself to ask Him for forgiveness? Aren’t there days when you look at all the awful stuff in the world and the crummy stuff in your own life and just think He must be taking a break?
I do. And these feelings are not new to planet earth.
Take a look.
Psalm 42
As the deer pants for streams of water,
so my soul pants for you, my God.
My soul thirsts for God, for the living God.
When can I go and meet with God?
My tears have been my food
day and night,
while people say to me all day long,
“Where is your God?”
These things I remember
as I pour out my soul:
how I used to go to the house of God
under the protection of the Mighty One
with shouts of joy and praise
among the festive throng.
Why, my soul, are you downcast?
Why so disturbed within me?
Put your hope in God,
for I will yet praise him,
my Savior and my God.
My soul is downcast within me;
therefore I will remember you
from the land of the Jordan,
the heights of Hermon—from Mount Mizar.
Deep calls to deep
in the roar of your waterfalls;
all your waves and breakers
have swept over me.
By day the Lord directs his love,
at night his song is with me—
a prayer to the God of my life.
I say to God my Rock,
“Why have you forgotten me?
Why must I go about mourning,
oppressed by the enemy?”
My bones suffer mortal agony
as my foes taunt me,
saying to me all day long,
“Where is your God?”
Why, my soul, are you downcast?
Why so disturbed within me?
Put your hope in God,
for I will yet praise him,
my Savior and my God.
Why do I doubt His love? Take hope, soul. Because you praised Him and rejoiced in Him once, and you will do it again. Love always trusts.
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