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The Love of God



















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Jesus loved us so much that He gave His own life that the fallen sinners could take His place in the courts of glory.  All we have to do is accept the invitation to heaven.

This is such a famous verse, but take a minute and let it really sink in.

"For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life.  For God sent not his Son into the world to condemn the world; but that the world through him might be saved."  
John 3:16,17


This Divine Love is so utterly incomprehensible for our finite minds to grasp.

"I am the good shepherd, and know my sheep, and am known of mine.  As the Father knoweth me, even so know I the Father: and I lay down my life for the sheep." 
John 10:14,15


Jesus laid down His life for us.  But He still would have done it if there had been only one of us on this planet!

"It was to redeem us that Jesus lived and suffered and died. He became "a Man of Sorrows," that we might be made partakers of everlasting joy. God permitted His beloved Son, full of grace and truth, to come from a world of indescribable glory, to a world marred and blighted with sin, darkened with the shadow of death and the curse. He permitted Him to leave the bosom of His love, the adoration of the angels, to suffer shame, insult, humiliation, hatred, and death. "The chastisement of our peace was upon Him; and with His stripes we are healed." Isaiah 53:5. Behold Him in the wilderness, in Gethsemane, upon the cross! The spotless Son of God took upon Himself the burden of sin. He who had been one with God, felt in His soul the awful separation that sin makes between God and man. This wrung from His lips the anguished cry, "My God, My God, why hast Thou forsaken Me?" Matthew 27:46. It was the burden of sin, the sense of its terrible enormity, of its separation of the soul from God--it was this that broke the heart of the Son of God.
But this great sacrifice was not made in order to create in the Father's heart a love for man, not to make Him willing to save. No, no! "God so loved the world, that He gave His only-begotten Son." John 3:16. The Father loves us, not because of the great propitiation, but He provided the propitiation because He loves us. Christ was the medium through which He could pour out His infinite love upon a fallen world. "God was in Christ, reconciling the world unto Himself." 2 Corinthians 5:19. God suffered with His Son. In the agony of Gethsemane, the death of Calvary, the heart of Infinite Love paid the price of our redemption."
Steps to Christ 13.1

"The price paid for our redemption, the infinite sacrifice of our heavenly Father in giving His Son to die for us, should give us exalted conceptions of what we may become through Christ. As the inspired apostle John beheld the height, the depth, the breadth of the Father's love toward the perishing race, he was filled with adoration and reverence; and, failing to find suitable language in which to express the greatness and tenderness of this love, he called upon the world to behold it. "Behold, what manner of love the Father hath bestowed upon us, that we should be called the sons of God." 1 John 3:1. What a value this places upon man! Through transgression the sons of man become subjects of Satan. Through faith in the atoning sacrifice of Christ the sons of Adam may become the sons of God. By assuming human nature, Christ elevates humanity. Fallen men are placed where, through connection with Christ, they may indeed become worthy of the name "sons of God.""
Steps to Christ 15.1

"Forasmuch as ye know that ye were not redeemed with corruptible things, as silver and gold, from your vain conversation received by tradition from your fathers; But with the precious blood of Christ, as of a lamb without blemish and without spot."
1 Peter 1:18,19

"Behold, what manner of love the Father hath bestowed upon us, that we should be called the sons of God: therefore the world knoweth us not, because it knew him not."
1 John 3:1

"In this was manifested the love of God toward us, because that God sent his only begotten Son into the world, that we might live through him. Herein is love, not that we loved God, but that he loved us, and sent his Son to be the propitiation for our sins."
1 John 4:9,10

Amazing!  The Love of God is so vast!  The more you contemplate it, the more amazed you will be!  Redemption will be our theme of interest for all eternity.  Heaven is just around the corner.  Accept the invitation today paid for by the Saviour's own blood.



The Sacrifice
By Caleb Tam


Man was made in the image of the Holy One
They fell; the earth was marred by sin
So God gave His treasure; His only Son
His precious children to win


To a cross they nailed Him that fateful day
See Him hanging there alone
For to save me this was the only way
Now I am one of His own


What unfathomable infinite tenderous love
Heaven’s best was given for me
Precious Lamb of God left all glory above
To die on dark Calvary


From the splendor and glory of heaven above
He will come to redeem us His own
We will be with our Father, what unmerited love
In our eternal home









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  1. Is "in our eternal home" supposed to be the same size as the rest of your poem?

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