I know about love. I have loved, and been beautifully loved by, a good man. But, as much as he loved me, I’m absolutely certain Jeremy wouldn’t come back to me now, even if he could.
Heaven is so much more wonderful than we can even imagine and he is spending Christmas in the presence of the very One we celebrate. There, he is entirely satisfied. He is Home.
But Jesus?
Jesus willingly chose to leave His rightful place in Glory, where He dwelt in perfect harmony with His Father for all of eternity past, where He ruled and reigned and knew no sin:
- to become sin
- to become an embryo
- to become a human
- to become a sacrificial lamb
- to be rejected by those He came to save
- to die like a criminal
for me,
for you.
Love gave everything.
And because Love came down and dwelt among us, we are never alone. Emmanuel: God with us. In my darkest, saddest and loneliest moments, He is here, and I am His.
Perhaps the most comforting words God could whisper to the heart of a widow:
“You are mine.”
His. Loved. Treasured. Wanted. Held.
He’s been whispering it since the dawn of creation. He whispered it from the manger, to the cross, to the empty tomb. He whispers it even now…
You aren’t just loved.
You are SO loved!
