As I’m writing this, the entire family is home with a snow day.
Which made me remember those times in the past when the weather gave me a free day to do nothing but snuggle under a blanket with a mug of hot chocolate, a bowl of buttered popcorn, and a book.
I love snow days.
I also love peppermint mocha coffee, similar to the ones on freshboost. Dark chocolate. Italian and Mexican food. Castles. Waterfalls.
I love my husband. My three kids (even on the days the Princess is issuing decrees right and left.) My new daughter-in-law. My parents. My brothers and their families. All those nieces and nephews.
I love my job, especially the fact I get to spend my days crafting, editing, sharing, or simply reading stories. I love how I get to work from home and have the flexibility to schedule around my family’s needs.
I love God with all my heart, mind, soul, and strength. I (try to) love others as I love myself. After all, those are the two greatest commandments. (Mark 12:30-31; Matthew 22:36-40; Luke 10:27; Deut. 6:5)
But when I think about LOVE, especially in February with Valentine’s Day right around the corner, there’s the overwhelming realization that as much as I love…I am loved to a degree far beyond my imagination.
“We love because He first loved us.” (1 John 4:19 NIV)
“For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.” (John 3:16 NIV)
Paul wrote: “And I pray that you, being rooted and established in love, may have power… to grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ, and to know this love that surpasses knowledge—that you may be filled to the measure of all the fullness of God.” (Ephesians 3:17b-19 NIV)
“Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? Shall trouble or hardship or persecution or famine or nakedness or danger or sword?… No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us. For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord.” (Romans 8:35, 37-39 NIV)
I am loved so much that God sent Jesus to die in my place. And nothing I do (or don’t do) can change that love for me.
Let that sink in for a moment (or minute or more).
I am loved.
You are loved.
With an everlasting all-consuming powerful sacrificial love.
Soak that truth in. (And maybe take a few minutes to enjoy this music video from Chris August’s song “The Maker” that scratches the surface of that love so beautifully. A song that helped inspire Liz’s journey in the appropriately titled book Focus On Love.)