A Love Like No Other

Romans 8:35 Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? shall tribulation, or distress, or persecution, or famine, or nakedness, or peril, or sword?

Sometimes I just sit and think about nothing and everything at the same time. During one of my thinking sessions if you will, I was reminded of when I first became a believer in Jesus Christ. It was like nothing I’d ever thought of, nothing I could imagine, nothing any Christian ever told me about nor any evangelist witnessed to me about. I knew that I knew He is real, and I knew that I knew that one day I’d see Him. And that my period on earth was not one separate from Him but that the relationship exists in the here and now. Like a wife who’s husband is oversees due to war or what have you. Although her wait for him may be awhile, she lives as one married knowing her husband will return and having signs of him all over, the biggest I’m sure being their personal relationship that which she can testify to about him and what she knows because she knows her husband. The relationship didn’t suddenly fizzle because of her husband’s absence rather that’s a few days, months, or years. Much like this husband wife relationship, I knew my relationship with Christ was real, even without seeing His face and that I had signs of His existence with me until the day that I do see Him face to face. I know Him and can testify about Him because He chose to take me as His bride. Seeing Him will not be unfamiliar, I’ll just have a face to put to the person that’s been over my life for the past 11 years.

In those early days of salvation, I saw what love really looked like, knew that I was loved by Him and that no other love from that point on would be able to measure up. The thought of His dying on the cross wasn’t this googly made up fairytale that “those Christians tell themselves to feel better about life”. It is the truth and the sacrifice made for my life. I’d heard so many Christians describe themselves as being dirty figuring it to be a thing of self esteem, but now having full knowledge of what that meant was simply awesome to know because with that became the apparent need for Him. Being convicted by this fact oppose to it being a thing to beat self down. Because it was first the Holy Spirit who did the work of showing me me (sorry for the bad English:)). To where I couldn’t say I’m not that bad or at least I’m no murderer no I’m not perfect God is, therefore He can receive nothing less than perfection. Hence the revelation of the filth living in me that’s ever present before Him.  So once God the Holy Spirit showed me me, along with illuminating who God the Father really is not who we think He is, then introducing me to God the Son as the remedy to my imperfection before a perfect God. 

I received His generous gift of salvation which leads me to this point. I recall crying in my bed just in awe over the fact that the Christ died for me.  I was one plagued by the idea that God could do such a thing, and to His own Son. Now seeing things as He sees them, I’m amazed that perfection would present such a sacrifice to appease Himself and for my sake. Suddenly thoughts of any guy who every made claim of loving me seemed so ugh is all I can say LOL. Even some of the sacrifices my mother made for me cannot compare. I was reminded of times before I believed that I was covered by God in situations that I should have died in, just because He’d redeem me.

Needless to say you can imagine why I love to think these thoughts. Yet as time goes on, as believers in the faith that is and people seem to get meaner and nastier after salvation than before. Your dealing with all types of attacks from people both believer and unbeliever and that hope seems to dissipate, It’s easy to take your eyes off of the sacrifice the work that God has done and is doing in you and onto all the pain that comes your way. Because of His love, we can feel as if we’re slighted when hardships are allowed to come into our lives. That life is suppose to suddenly become perfect because we now recognize perfection. Yet that isn’t the case, and we must not become disillusioned by the pain we’re facing, that this is some proof that God must not really love me because He wouldn’t allow this to take place. Surely God is able to deliver us from hardships and He often times does. Yet being in a hardship isn’t evidence that He no longer cares but that these things ought to build our faith not destroy it, understanding nothing can nor has it separated us from His love. Which brings me back to my reflecting moment. Every time I recall when I met my first and only true love Jesus Christ, I wasn’t in awe because life was perfect it was far far from it, I was in awe because of Him my hope was in Him my faith in Him my trust in Him. 

There is a misconception that when we become believers life becomes easy. When in reality becoming a believer could mean your very life. We’re both blessed and spoiled, those of us living in the United States of America because we don’t know what true persecution is. So when we get the slightest glimpse of it (as true believers that is), we think it’s because we’ve done something to anger God and He’s therefore turned His back on us. When Romans 8:35-39 let’s us know Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? Shall tribulation, or distress, or persecution, or famine, or nakedness, or peril, or sword? As it is written: “For Your sake we are killed all day long; We are accounted as sheep for the slaughter.” Yet in all these things we are more than conquerors through Him who loved us.For I am persuaded that neither death nor life, nor angels nor principalities nor powers, nor things present nor things to come, nor height nor depth, nor any other created thing, shall be able to separate us from the love of God which is in Christ Jesus our Lord.

Therefore when life seems to smack you upside the head and heaven seems silent, be sure to hold on to His never changing word for He truly does love us more than we can imagine.

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