“Can anything make me stop loving you? God asks, Watch me speak your language, sleep on your earth, and feel your hurts. Behold the maker of sight and sound as he sneezes, coughs, and blows his nose. You wonder if I understand how you feel? Look into the dancing eyes of the kid in Nazareth; that’s God walking to school. Ponder the toddler at Mary’s table; that’s God spilling his milk.
You wonder how long my love will last. Find your answer on a splintered cross, on a craggy hill. That’s me you see up there, your maker, your God, nail stabbed and bleeding. Covered in spit and sin-soaked. That’s your sin I’m feeling. That’s your death I’m dying. That’s your resurrection I’m living. That’s how much I love you.
Can anything come between you and me? Asks the firstborn Son.”
Hear the answer and stake your future on the triumphant words of Paul: ‘I am sure the neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor ruling spirits, nothing now, nothing the future, no powers, nothing above us, nothing below us, nor anything else in the whole world will ever be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord. (Romans 8:38,39)”
– Max Lucado
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