One thing God has spoken, two things have I heard: that You, O God, are strong, and that You, O God, are loving. — Psalm 62:11-12
God is a perfect blend of strength and love. He is powerful enough to overcome every trial and temptation in my life, and the tool He wields to thwart it all is love.
It is His love that holds me steady and gives me hope to rise above every circumstance before me.
It is His love that arms me with strength for the battle . . . one more time.
It is His love that draws me near, assuring me all is well when by appearances life is anything but.
Choosing to believe in the goodness of Father’s love is what changes me day by day. Trusting His love will always win out over me and my stubbornness. Even when I struggle and pull against His will. Even when I feel inadequate and depleted. Even when I fail utterly. It is the strength of Father’s love which tugs me back to His heart, bridging this gap of separation. Forgiving my sin and covering my flaws with the perfectness of His grace given again.
God’s love is strong, and God’s strength is love.
This is the freedom I walk in as His child. Not a list of dos and don’ts to which I cannot possibly adhere. Not a continual striving to be good enough or deserving enough, nor the constant fear of never being good enough. But an invitation to rest in a grace that convicts without condemnation. A beckoning to bend toward a love that is patient and long-suffering while it waits for me to come to my senses and turn my wayward heart toward righteousness. A bidding to yield to a perfect Father who welcomes me to change my ways and conform to His, while giving me the very strength to do so.
God is the epitome of 1 Corinthians 13 because God is love personified.
God is love that resides in the power of being patient with His children, wooing hearts with kindness instead of demanding in anger.
God remains unflinching in His gentleness, continually forgiving offenses incurred against Him.
He keeps no record of wrongs. (Are you awed by that fact as much as I am?!?)
My Father rejoices when I come to grips with truth, slow learner though I may be.
God’s powerful love never gives up on me. He never loses faith that I will become all He has created me to be.
God remains hopeful about everything concerning me. Period.
Nothing can dim His affection for me.
Nothing can separate me from the mercy of a God who died to lay claims to my life.
This is the freedom in which you and I are invited to live — abundantly and without end — this perfect blend of love and power poured out on our behalf.
Open your ears and hear His word, then grasp the truth of it with all your heart: You, O God, are strong, and You, O God, are loving.
May we rest in the strength of His fierce love today . . . and always.
I’m including a link to Jeremy Riddle’s song Furious. It’s one of my personal favorites, and a wonderful reminder of God’s powerful love. If you need a bit of spiritual CPR, be encouraged. His love is fierce, His love is strong — and it’s waking hearts to life.
May yours be the next in line, my friend. Go ahead, take a deep breath and enjoy the awakening.