“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 8:38–39 NKJV
This blog was born out of my realization that my daily interactions with my family help me understand God a little more deeply. My roles as a parent and a wife have given me glimpses into God’s heart, though I know that on this side of eternity, I will never fully understand Him. Isaiah 55:8 says, “For My thoughts are not your thoughts, nor are your ways My ways,” says the Lord. Even so, I continue to see His heart a little more clearly each day.
This morning, as I was reading Romans 8, I was struck again by how deeply God loves me. I love my children fiercely and with all my heart. There is nothing they have done to earn that love. I loved them from the moment I knew they were growing in my womb, long before I knew their personalities, strengths, or weaknesses. And I love them just as deeply today.
My desire is to see them live happy, fulfilled, and blessed lives, and I do all that is within my power to guide them toward that path. They are not perfect, yet nothing could stop me from wanting to see them thrive. How much more, then, does God desire that for His children?
Jeremiah 29:11 says, “For I know the thoughts that I think toward you, says the Lord, thoughts of peace and not of evil, to give you a future and a hope” (NKJV). Romans 8:28 also reminds us that “all things work together for good to those who love God, to those who are the called according to His purpose.”
The words in Romans 8:38–39 are incredibly powerful: nothing can separate me from God’s love. He knew everything about me, yet He still chose to pay the ultimate price, enduring a gruesome death for my sake. He loves His children so deeply that He does not want to lose even one. His desire is for all to come into His sheepfold. Luke 15 beautifully illustrates this through the parables of the lost sheep, the lost coin, and the prodigal son. The shepherd searches until he finds the one lost sheep, the woman rejoices when she recovers her lost coin, and the father waits with hope for his prodigal son to return home.
Today, I find myself overwhelmed with gratitude for the love of my heavenly Father, a love that is constant, faithful, and deeply personal. I am resting in the assurance that He cares for me completely and watches over every part of my life with tenderness and grace. And the beautiful thing is, He feels that way about you too.