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My Love Never Ends

November 29, 2008

My roomie, Rachel, pointed me towards this song on a recent spontaneous road trip to Mt. Pleasant. We listened to it like five times and each time, we found ourselves sitting in silence, in awe of its message.

“I don’t care where you fall, where you have been.
I’ll never forsake you, My love never ends.
It never ends.”

As a human, with a brain that has limits, it is hard to comprehend that simple statement. We hear the words “never” so often — I’ll never leave you, I’ll never go through that again, I’ll never do this, I’ll never let anything hurt you. And as mortals, we have no guarantees that “never” will ever actually remain “never.” We don’t have the capacity to fulfill the enormous responsibility of “never.”

We have “sometimes.” We have “I’ll try.” We have “maybe.” But we can never live up to “never.”

So it’s understandable why we find it so excrutiatingly hard to believe Jesus when He tells us “Never will I forsake you, never will I leave you.” Because He actually has the ability to follow through on it. Because we actually have a reason to trust that His word is true. And we all know that choosing to believe words is much, much harder than just hearing them.

I’ve been with guys who have told me that they’ll never hurt me and they do. I’ve had friends who said they’d never tell someone what I told them in secret and yet they do. I’ve had moments of strength when I said I would never repeat that insane mistake that again and still I find myself there over and over. So we’re all liars — none of us better than the others.

So I am learning how to believe what Christ tells us, I am learning to believe in “never.”

And it’s hard. It’s an unbelievable mental workout, that can exhaust my mind in seconds.

His love never ends. I can do anything in the entire world — I can push Him away, I can rip and tear and smash things apart. I can lie and purr sweet devotions to Him in one second and turn away only to cheat and devastate Him the next. But He won’t stop loving me.

When I was crumpled in a heap on the floor, sobbing so hard that I could literally feel my heart splitting apart in my chest, He loved me.

When I couldn’t have felt more alone and wanted nothing to do with His love, He loved me.

When I hurt her on purpose, He loved me.

When I contented myself with learning about Him instead of talking to Him, He loved me.

I think sometimes our mistake about this love is that we don’t understand what it actually is. We think of love as eternal acceptance and approval of what someone is doing — a big pile of warm fuzzies that pats us on the back, no matter how deep of a hole we’re digging ourselves in. And it’s not. It’s God’s insistence that our worth is beyond simply what we do — we are human, we are bound to screw up and chase after stupid and fruitless things. Our actions are important, but as I read one time, “Your sin is not the deepest thing about you.” He insists that His love is for who we ARE — we are each entirely unique reflections of the One who created us. God can no more hate us than He can hate Himself.

So when He says that He’ll never forsake us, He can mean it.
When He says that His love never ends, we can take Him at His word.
He *is* love — if He Himself never ends, then His love cannot either.

And He loves you — not because you deserve it, but because He knows and wants no other way.
(The Prodigal Son is a story that resonates with us all for a reason.)

2 Comments leave one →
  1. Dave permalink
    November 30, 2008 7:56 am

    Just excellent. His love makes me wonder, even though I wander.

  2. Caroline permalink*
    November 30, 2008 2:13 pm

    Thanks. 🙂

    Reminds me of the hymn, “Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing.” We sung it this morning — “Prone to wander, Lord I feel it, prone to leave the one I love…”

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