Today’s thought – Jesus Loves Me . . . Why?

july 24 flowers 013the Farmer  is still picking raspberries!

Good Morning

Why Should He Love Me So?

John 13:1
“Jesus, having loved His own who were in the world, He loved them to the end.”

Have you ever wondered,
Why should He love you so?
If one views God only as being immense,
then it is not likely such a one would
ever consider how much God loves them.
Immensity makes God too big,
too austere,
too preoccupied with the universe
to ever give any serious thought
to someone who is so comparatively insignificant.

But, God is not immense — He is infinite.
There is a marvelous difference.
F.W. Boreham wrote of
“the essential difference between immensity and infinity.
The former has limits,” he said,
“while the latter has none.”

Because God is infinite — He is unlimited!
He can fill the universe with His presence,
and yet give full regard to the humblest of people.
Even so as to number the very hairs on our heads!
But, why should He love me so?

The answer is — He can do nothing else!
Years ago Miles Stanford wrote,
“God’s love functions according to the quality of its nature,
not according to the quality of that toward which it is directed.”

So, why should He love me so?
He is God — that’s why.
~~~Rylie

Trust in His Love . . . Today
With my prayers, desiring yours, Leslie

May 28, Today’s thought — Don’t Break!

This week we are going to take a walk down the berry vine, sunflower and zinnia row at Cozy Acres.
Raspberries

Good Morning,

Psalms 112:7 . . . his heart is fixed, trusting in the LORD.

Before my window is a beautiful branch of a tree now in full spring dress. Only a few weeks ago that same branch was loaded with ice–it seemed as if it must break! I remember one hour; it seemed it could not keep up. I expected to see it give way; but it did not break, Today it is beautiful!
There are many in this sad world who are as my bare branch was–loaded with ice. Their sorrows seem like hailstorms, and how to keep up, how to hold on, seems to be the one vital question. If one such should read about my branch, let me say to that one,

“Don’t break; cling for your life to the one truth, that God has not forgotten you! He holds the winds in His fists; and the waves that now seem as though they would swallow you up, in the hollow of His hands.”

And so, by simple faith in God’s goodness and love you hold on, and when in the future–like the branch near my window–it shall be all spring with you, you will remember your sorrows as waters that have passed away.

“Hold on! It is not always winter; spring is coming. The birds are yet to sing on the very branch loaded with ice. Only, don’t break.

My branch did not have a will of its own, but we have wills, and God can energize them. We must use our wills and say, “Though He slay me, yet will I trust in Him,” and He never slays but to make alive.
Thus trusting,
though you may bend in the blast,
you will not break;
you will hold on;
you will see your Spring!

Trust God for your day . . Today.
With my prayers, desiring yours, Leslie

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