Page 3 of 3So does God. He knows your limitations. He's well aware of your weaknesses. You can no more die for your own sins than you can solve world hunger. And, according to him, that's okay. The world doesn't rely on you. God loves you too much to say it's all about you. He keeps the cosmos humming. You and I sprinkle sawdust on oil spots and thank Him for the privilege. We've peeked under the hood. We know what it takes to run the world, and wise are we who leave the work to His hands.
Heaven's Answer
To say, it's not about you is not to say you aren't loved. It's because God loves you that it's not about you.
And, oh, what a love this is. It's "too wonderful to be measured" (Eph. 2:19). But though we cannot measure it, may I urge you to trust it?
Some of you are so hungry for such love. Those who should have loved you didn't. Those who could have loved you wouldn't. You were left at the hospital, left at the altar. Left with an empty bed, left with a broken heart. Left with the question, "Does anybody love me?"
Please listen to heaven's answer. As you ponder Him on the cross, hear God assure, "I do."
Someday someone will likely find the limit of the South Texas aquifer. A robotic submarine, perhaps even a diver, will descend through the water until it hits solid ground. "We've plumbed the depths," newspapers will announce.
Will someone say the same of God's love? No. When it comes to water, we'll find the limit. But when it comes to His love, we never will.
Used by permission. Excerpted from It's Not About Me: Rescue From the Life We Thought Would Make Us Happy, which will be released by Integrity Publishers in March 2004. 2004 Max Lucado. Used by permission. www.IntegrityPublishers.com
