Sunday, September 26, 2010

the depth of God's unfathomable love.

regarding my last post, maybe that's my passion: family.

love. care. understanding one's worth.

i think it is. i could seriously see myself working with people, even on volunteer basis, just to let them know how much they're loved. by me. by others. mostly by God. well loved by God in overwhelming amounts and in unfathomable ways.

queue appropriate song.



my church will start small groups about francis chan's "crazy love" book. i have only read through about 50 pages but it is an amazing book about the Lord's limitless amount of love for us.

this is my absolute favourite part from my readings so far. it blew my mind:

page 27-28, 32
"Switch gears with me for a minute and think about the detailed intricacy of the other side of creation.
Did you know that a caterpillar has 228 separate and distinct muscles in its head? That's quite a few, for a bug. The average elm tree has approximately 6 million leaves on it. And your own heart generates enough pressire as it pumps blood throughout your body that it could squirt blood up to 30 feet. (I've never tried this, and I don't recommend it.)
Have you ever thought about how diverse and creative God is? He didn't have to make hundreds of different kinds of bananas, but He did. He didn't have to put 3,00 different species of trees within one square mile in the Amazon jungle, but He did. God didn't have to create so many kinds of laughter. Think about the different sounds of your friends' laughs-wheezes, snorts, silent, loud, obnoxious.
Did you know that when you get goose bumps, the hair in your follicles is actually helping you stay warmer by trapping body heat? Or what about the simple fact that plants take in carbon dioxide (which is harmful to us) and produce oxygen (which we need to survive)? I'm sure you knew that, but have you ever marveled at it? And these same poison-swallowing, life-giving plants came from tiny seeds that were placed in the dirt. Some were watered, some weren't; but after a few days they poked through the soil and out into the warm sunlight.
Whatever God's reasons for such diversity, creativity, and sophistication in the universe, on earth, and in our own bodies, the point of it all is His glory. God's art speaks of Himself, reflecting who He and what He is like.

This is the God who takes the time to know all the little details about each of us. he does not have to know us so well, but He chooses to."

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