For the last week, I have found myself glancing at the calendar impatiently, as if somehow I can coax the last few days of this month to move a little faster. February has not been kind to me. I am ready to shout some version of “Good riddance!” and “Don’t let the door hit you on the way out!”
It’s frustrating. I had a lot of hopes for this month, plans, intentions. But it seems like all my hopes were met with disappointment or hurt or failure or a dismal combination of all of the above. Throw in a very unexpected, expensive vehicle repair and a very sick child, and I’m telling you, this is not the recipe for a good time. So here I am – glaring at the remaining days and trying to stay low key, avoid anymore upsets.
Until it dawned on me. This is not how God works. Not one bit. He never stares us down and sighs with exasperation, “Well, you screwed that up, so let’s just bide your time and get past this.” He never looks at a person or circumstance only to toss them into the “lost cause” pile. His mercies are new every morning. No – wait. Don’t glaze over that as a cliche or overused Bible verse. Drink it in – Mercy. Fresh. Today. Now.
God never stops believing in redemption. It is the story He has been writing since the beginning of time, and He will not stop until all things are reconciled to Him. And all He is asking is for us to believe in this too: nothing is beyond the reach of His redemption. Nothing.
Because everything else fades away – things spoken to us and over us, things we think we know, seasons we are in, the limited picture we can see now. It will all cease and be stilled and pass away. And then these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these?
Which brings me full circle to my hopes for February. I wanted to spend the month pondering and probing the depths of this love – His love and the glimpses of love He offers us through others on this earth. So maybe it hasn’t gone according to plan, but there are three more days in this month, today included. And today is as good as any to stare full on into the wonders of His love.
In all my interactions with people, most especially with my children, I find myself considering more and more – what is the most important truth I can leave on this heart today?
And it is this – His love does not fail. It is relentless. It is powerful enough to redeem anything and everything. Where we feel there is nothing left – no hope, no goodness – His love is the breath that strengthens what remains and infuses us with new life.
You do not have to give up today. His love most certainly will not let you go.