The Love of God

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.

O love of God, how rich and pure!
How measureless and strong!
It shall forevermore endure
The saints’ and angels’ song.

When years of time shall pass away,
And earthly thrones and kingdoms fall,
When men, who here refuse to pray,
On rocks and hills and mountains call,
God’s love so sure, shall still endure,
All measureless and strong;
Redeeming grace to Adam’s race—
The saints’ and angels’ song.

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.

I really love hymns. I feel as though they can convey how I feel in the exact moment more than just mere words could ever express. This hymn is one of my favorites (among many favorites) but truly depicts the love of God accurately. I have experienced so much love in the past week and have never been surrounded with more support. People have been there for me in ways I never could have imagined over something like losing a precious pet. I am still sad and I still miss her tremendously but it’s getting better.

Just one of many examples of how amazing the love of God is and is expressed in those around me:
My friend, who I haven’t seen in at least 7 years, lives in Virginia. We met at a Church conference back in preschool/kindergarten (can’t really remember what age…) and would see each other yearly until about 6th or 7th grade. But God has managed to foster this friendship and allowed us to keep in touch throughout the years. He’s been a huge blessing in my life this past year with continuous support and encouragement but just the other night, he called and left me a long voice message that left me in tears. But these tears were different than the many that have been shed in the last week. These were not tears of sadness or grief, but rather joy and appreciation. In the voicemail, he read:

“Therefore, in order to keep me from becoming conceited, I was given a thorn in my flesh, a messenger of Satan, to torment me. Three times I pleaded with the Lord to take it away from me. But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me. 10 That is why, for Christ’s sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong.” ~2 Corinthians 12:7-10

Then he proceeded to pray for me. I couldn’t help but praise God for the encouragement. The Lord has blessed me with wonderful friendships in my life.

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.

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