No Separation

“Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? shall tribulation, or distress, or persecution, or famine, or nakedness, or peril, or sword?”

Romans 8:35

My mom recently texted me a poem she had written when I was two years old. I have always loved to write, I was not sure where I got this desire from until my mom sent me this poem. It was one of those rhyming ones, and I will say that I was impressed.

I noticed at the bottom the words, “I will always love you.” The poem and these words brought tears to my eyes as memories of childhood flooded my mind. I remember playing “Where is Thumbkin” and the name “Thumbkin” was replaced with “Saso” as I looked for places to hide. I remember laying my head on her lap as she cleaned out my ears with a bobby pin and Q-Tips. I remember watching the Flintstones after my dad went to work as I ate my cereal and watched attentively. I thought of the all the meals she cooked for the family, and I remember helping her make fried chicken as I dipped the chicken in egg and shook it in flour. It was almost too much for me to wait for the chicken to be done, but I waited as my mom took out the fried chicken piece by piece in the stained brown deep dish pan.

I thought of the things my mom thought I could do, even to the point where she believed I could have pitched baseball for ASU. She gave me confidence that allowed me to float through the air, and this confidence most people hated. She even cut my toenails for several years when I was a grown man, which is a job I don’t wish on anyone. I now endure the looks of the nail spa employees as they draw straws to see who will have the difficult experience of cutting my nails. I know I have disappointed and hurt my mom more times than I could even count, but I have always known that she loved me. I am not sure what I could do to lose my mom’s love as she has endured me in many forms which have not always been pleasant. There is no love like a mother’s love, but there is a love that is greater than even the love my mom has for me.

My mom birthed me, not knowing all the rotten things I would do. God loved and died for me, knowing all my shortcoming and downfalls. He knew the sin I would commit and my pleas for forgiveness for the same sins over and over again. He knew the betrayal of my heart against Him, and He knew the evil thought and intents of my heart. There is nothing that can be hid from Him. He took all my sins and died for every one of them because He loved me like no one else could. He loves me unconditionally and perfectly, and there is nothing I can do to gain more of His love for me. There is also nothing in this world that can separate me from the love of my God, and there is no love like the love of my Heavenly Father. I am thankful for the love my mom has had for me for all of my life, but I will praise my God for all eternity for the everlasting love He has for me.

Where are you today friend? Do you feel like God does not love you? Do you feel like He has forgotten about you? Don’t you know that He has been there with you every step of the way? Do you count your blessings and recall all the times He has shown Himself real to you? Do you focus on the answered prayers and His goodness, or do you look for the glass to always be half empty? May we remember that nothing is able to separate us from the love of God, and may we never say, “nobody loves me.”

Stay in the Fight!

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