There are times when something comes into our
lives which is charged with love in such a way that
it seems to open the Eternal to us for a moment, or
at leaset some of the Eternal things, and the greatest
of these is love.
It may be a small and intimate touch upon on us or
our affairs, light as the touch of the dawn wind on the
leaves of the tree, somethin not to be captured and
told to another in words. But we know that it is our
Lord. And then perhaps the room where we are with
its furniture and books and flowers, seems less "present"
than His Presence, and the heart is drawn into that
sweetness of which the old hymn sings
The love of Jesus, what is is
None but His loved ones know.
Or it is the dear human love about us that bathes
us as in summer seas and rests us through and
through. Can we ever cease to wonder at the love
of our companions? And then suddenly we
recognize our Lord in them. It is His love they
lavish upon us.
O Love of God made manifest in Thy lovers,
we worship Thee.
Or (not often, perhaps, for dimness seems to
be more wholesome for us here, but sometimes,
because our Lord is very merciful) it is given to
us to look up through the blue air and see the love
of God. And yet, after all, hoe little we see!
"That ye may be able to comprehend what is the
breadth and length and depth and height and to
know the love of Christ which passeth knoeledge"
the words are to great for us. What do we comprehend,
what do we know? Confounded and abases, we enter
into the Rock and hide us in the dust before the glory
of the Majesty of love the love whose symbol is the
cross.
And a question pierces then:
What do I know of Calvary love?
Written by Amy Carmichael
Taken from the book IF
Monday, February 23, 2009
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