Spurgeon''s Daily Devotional
This is an excerpt from Spurgeon''s Daily Devotional. It is really
beautiful. If we can grasp the great love of Christ for us!
"The love of Christ which passeth knowledge."
Ephesians 3:19
The love of Christ in its sweetness, its fulness, its greatness,
its faithfulness, passeth all human comprehension. Where shall
language be found which shall describe His matchless, His unparalleled
love towards the children of men? It is so vast and boundless that, as
the swallow but skimmeth the water, and diveth not into its depths, so
all descriptive words but touch the surface, while depths immeasurable
lie beneath. Well might the poet say,
The love of Christ in its sweetness, its fulness, its greatness,
its faithfulness, passeth all human comprehension. Where shall
language be found which shall describe His matchless, His unparalleled
love towards the children of men? It is so vast and boundless that, as
the swallow but skimmeth the water, and diveth not into its depths, so
all descriptive words but touch the surface, while depths immeasurable
lie beneath. Well might the poet say,
"O love, thou fathomless abyss!"
for this love of Christ is indeed measureless and fathomless; none
can attain unto it. Before we can have any right idea of the love of
Jesus, we must understand His previous glory in its height of majesty,
and His incarnation upon the earth in all its depths of shame. But who
can tell us the majesty of Christ? When He was enthroned in the
highest heavens He was very God of very God; by Him were the heavens
made, and all the hosts thereof. His own almighty arm upheld the
spheres; the praises of cherubim and seraphim perpetually surrounded
Him; the full chorus of the hallelujahs of the universe unceasingly
flowed to the foot of his throne: He reigned supreme above all His
creatures, God over all, blessed for ever. Who can tell His height of
glory then? And who, on the other hand, can tell how low He descended?
To be a man was something, to be a man of sorrows was far more; to
bleed, and die, and suffer, these were much for Him who was the Son of
God; but to suffer such unparalleled agony--to endure a death of shame
and desertion by His Father, this is a depth of condescending love
which the most inspired mind must utterly fail to fathom. Herein is
love! and truly it is love that "passeth knowledge." O let this love
fill our hearts with adoring gratitude, and lead us to practical
manifestations of its power.
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