My King – A Benevolent King

Greetings Dear Reader,

“No means of measure can define his limitless love.”

As I hear and ponder this phrase I am reminded that the finite has difficulty grasping the infinite.  We have trouble counting a billion of anything.  We struggle to take in the immensity of the universe.  The vastness of things can at times make us feel insignificant.

In all of that vastness and immensity there is nothing larger that my King’s love for his creation.  It is not simply that God loves us.  It is that he sets the entire dance of the cosmos into motion to show that love.  He creates a paradox in which he responds to our rejection of him by becoming like us so that he can redeem us. 

He insists that the driving force for all we do be love for the King, all of his subjects, and all of his enemies.  It is love that unleashes the power to transform lives.  It is love that gives us the courage to hope in a better future.  It is love that crushes the barriers to faith.  Love is what allows us to deal in grace and mercy.  Love is the wellspring from which we draw kindness and generosity.  My King powers the universe through his love.

When all things are put right there will be one thing that is eternal.  Faith will be fulfilled and fade from existence because we have sight.  Hope will be realized and cease to be necessary because we will have no need of it.  Love will remain.  My King’s love for us will endure.  Our love for each other will be unhindered by selfishness and fear. 

It is in love, therefore, that I must approach everything.  It is out of love for my King that I treat others well and attempt to live a good and honorable life.  For the greatest of these is love.  That’s my King.

Love Crucified Arose – Michael Card

Long ago, He blessed the earth

Born older than the years

And in the stall the cross He saw

Through the first of many tears

A life of homeless wandering

Cast out in sorrow's way

The Shepherd seeking for the lost

His life, the price He paid

Love crucified arose

The risen One in splendor

Jehovah's sole defender

Has won the victory

Love crucified arose

And the grave became a place of hope

For the heart that sin and sorrow broke

Is beating once again

Throughout Your life You've felt the weight

Of what You'd come to give

To drink for us that crimson cup

So we might really live

At last the time to love and die

The dark appointed day

That one forsaken moment when

Your Father turned His face away

Love crucified arose

The One who lived and died for me

Was Satan's nail-pierced casualty

Now He's breathing once again

Love crucified arose

And the grave became a place of hope

For the heart that sin and sorrow broke

Is beating once again

Love crucified arose

The risen One in splendor

Jehovah's sole defender

Has won the victory

Love crucified arose

And the grave became a place of hope

For the heart that sin and sorrow broke

Is beating once again

Love crucified arose

The One who lived and died for me

Was Satan's nail-pierced casualty

Now He's breathing once again

Wishing you joy in the journey,

Aramis Thorn

Mat 13:52 So Jesus said to them, "That is why every writer who has become a disciple of Christ’s rule of the universe is like a home owner. He liberally hands out new and old things from his great treasure store.”

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