I John 4:10; 3:16
10 This is love: not that we loved God, but that he loved us and sent his Son as an atoning sacrifice for our sins.
When I ponder on the lyrics of this old hymn below, I cannot but marvel at the wonders of God’s love – the purity and sincerity of this unconditional love that we have done nothing to deserve, earn, or merit.
The love of God is greater far. Than tongue or pen can ever tell
It goes beyond the highest star. And reaches to the lowest hell
The guilty pair, bowed down with care. God gave His Son to win
His erring child He reconciled. And pardoned from his sin.
Why would the Almighty consider mortal clay such as us? Why would HE send his only begotten Son, so that the king of glory would suffer and die for us? I wish I had answers for you. I cannot wrap my head around it. It is beyond human reasoning and comprehension. It is beyond words! When I think of what HE had to go through, and the sacrifice – I am amazed, I am humbled, I am sobered. Why does HE love us so? The answer, I may never know – why HE ever loved us, so that to an old rugged cross he did go. For, who am I?
Consider verse two of the hymn:
Could we with ink the ocean fill. And were the skies of parchment made
Were every stalk on earth a quill. And every man a scribe by trade
To write the love of God above. Would drain the ocean dry
Nor could the scroll contain the whole. Though stretched from sky to sky
The depth and richness of this love compels me to sing:
O love of God, how rich and pure! How measureless and strong!
It shall forevermore endure. The saints’ and angels’ song.