Agape

I have two Bible verses that I refer to a lot.

The Lord your God is with you,
he is mighty to save.
He will take great delight in you,
he will quiet you with his love,
he will rejoice over you with singing.
-Zeph 3:17

 For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord. 
-Romans 8:38-39

The main thing that stands out to me in these two is Love. Not just any love, but God's love. His intense, perfect love for His children. Love that can not be thwarted or stopped by any power found in Heaven or Earth. Love that quiets and saves. We talk about it all the time in church, we sing about it in worship songs and it gives us warm fuzzy feelings. Bottom line: God loves us.

I get that.

Or do I?

It seems to me that if God's love is as big as He says it is, and I believe in it as I say I do, I should let it do more in me and through me, but for some reason it isn't. The problem is obviously not with God, His love is perfect and unconditional. He reaches to us long before we ever acknowledge Him. He does, however, require us to accept it on our own. I think even once we've accepted Christ we have to believe Him, not just in Him, as well as the power of His love.We instead have the tendency to listen to lies and look to the things of this world to heal and do what His perfect love is intended for.

I've seen this in myself quite a bit lately, and I'm not proud of it.
When I let lies overcome me, I fail to let His love be enough.

His love isn't enough to make me feel worthy.
It isn't enough to fill the empty spaces of lonliness.
It isn't enough to heal my brokenness.
It isn't enough to quiet me.
It isn't enough to cover the guilt of past mistakes and regrets.
It isn't enough to bridge the gap in failed relationships.
It isn't enough to give me hope for a future I can't see.
It isn't enough to bring me contentment in the difficult situations.
It isn't enough to bring me joy when it seems the most impossible.
It isn't enough to rescue me from myself.
It isn't enough when there is nothing else.

It's time to start trusting in the Love that set me free, that died for me, and pursues me daily even when I feel ready to give up on it.