The Love of Jesus
A Reflection on John 15:13, Romans 8:35-39, and Ephesians 3:18-19
The love of Jesus—wider than the ocean,
Deeper than the scars upon His hands.
It is not a fleeting, shallow emotion,
But a love that eternally stands.
Greater love has no one than this: to lay down one’s life for one’s friends. (John 15:13)
He loved me when I was unlovable, lost in my shame.
He pursued me when I ran and cursed His holy name.
He did not wait for me to clean my act or make amends.
He loved me as His enemy and called me more than friend.
The love of Jesus—it will not let me go.
Through every high and every low.
It is not swayed by my performance or my lack.
It is the rock upon my back when I can only crack.
Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? Shall trouble or hardship or persecution or famine or nakedness or danger or sword? (Romans 8:35)
Nothing can separate—not death, not life, not angels,
Not the present nor the future, not the devil’s tangled strangles.
Not height nor depth, not any power in all creation.
His love is my eternal, unshakable foundation.
So I rest in this great love—not earned, but freely given.
A love that reaches from the cross to the highest heaven.
The love of Jesus—my song, my hope, my plea.
It is the truest thing about me, and it sets me free.
May have power, together with all the Lord’s holy people, to grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ. (Ephesians 3:18)
Amen.
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