“and
a voice came from heaven, “'You are my beloved Son; with you I am
well pleased.'” Luke 3:22b
I
read this and tears came to my eyes. “Do you really feel this way
about me, God? Am I your beloved? Are you pleased with me?”
I
know this is God the Father talking to Jesus and he wasn't talking to
me. But there are plenty of passages that speak of God's love for us:
16
“For God so
loved the world, that he gave his only Son, that whoever believes in
him should not perish but have eternal life.” from John 3
and
8
“But
God demonstrates His own love toward us, in that while we were yet
sinners, Christ died for us.” from Romans 5
But
that is speaking of the masses. Somehow I don't feel like God loves
me, Kimberly Ann Kuhr White, when I read those verses. And I know
there is a disconnect. Sure, if someone were to ask me if God loves
me I would say yes. I know it in my head. But it has not fully
penetrated my heart and mind. And that is seen in my actions as I
continue to seek love and approval from other people rather than have
my relational needs met fully in Him.
There
are other verses I go to that seem more personal to me:
He
will tend his flock like a shepherd;
he
will gather the lambs in his arms;
he
will carry them in his bosom,
and
gently lead those that are with young. Isaiah 40:11
I
love this picture of a tender shepherd's love.
See
what great love the Father has lavished on us, that we should be
called children of God! And that is what we are! 1John 3:1
I
love that in 1John 2 (and throughout the book) John calls them,
“Beloved” and “My little children”, and “My dear children”.
I know this is John addressing them, but somehow it speaks of the
Father's love to me.
I
started recounting all the ways that God has shown love to me by His
provision for me: giving me Geoff as a husband; giving me 11
beautiful children; surprise packages left on our doorstep that are
still a mystery to us; sending Emily Bentz and then Deb Warning to
our house just in time for Mary Ann to go to the hospital; providing
food, schooling, and care for our other children while Mary Ann was
in the hospital for 21 days; leading our church family to put a second story
addition on our house for us. The list goes on and on. And while I do
feel loved by these things and am amazed that God has provided such,
there is still a disconnect. What is the problem? It does not make
any sense that I can not see God's love for me in these things and in
the truth of his word. God I believe. Help my unbelief! (Mark 9:24)
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