One of the funny experiences I will never forget is praying for a power generator that belonged to our school fellowship. The generator just had a way of failing at the wrong time. We spent a fortune trying to put it in a good shape and it always passed the test run. However, whenever it was hooked up to the public address system; it would always grind to a halt. The generator could be described as a metaphor for disappointment. It wasn’t the generator’s fault though, I guess we were kind of expecting too much from a spent force.
You may be able to relate this to that ‘old faithful’ family car that spent half of its last days at the mechanic workshop. The car served your family so well and so long that it could almost be described as a family member. However, in its last days it became erratic and unpredictable and also became famous, for giving up on the way home.
This is one major difference between our Almighty Father and mere mortals. He is the same yesterday and He will remain the same till the end of time. He does not get weary with time and He never gets to that point where He just can’t take it anymore. His efficiency does not reduce with age. I heard a song by Jesus Culture recently and the chorus just reinforced this knowledge of God. The title of the song is One Thing Remains and the chorus is:
Your love never fails
It never gives up
It never runs out on me
Obviously, it refers to the qualities of the kind of love our father has towards us. There is nothing we can do to make God give up on us and we can never overdraw our love and mercy account with Him. His love is endless and endures forever. His mercies are new every morning. His love knows no bounds. Can you really fathom that? Wow!
Sometimes we get tricked to believe that we have amassed so much wrong that God cannot forgive us. When that thought comes to rest on your mind, remember the father of the ‘prodigal son’. God is always waiting for you to come home. It is not in Him to forget His own. Remember his promise in Isaiah 49: 15 – 16
“Can a woman forget her nursing child and have no compassion on the son of her womb? Even these may forget, but I will not forget you. “Behold, I have inscribed you on the palms of My hands; Your walls are continually before Me. (NASB)
This is however not a licence to just take a trip to the other side. It is an open door for us to draw close to our Almighty, ever-loving Father and just grow in his presence. Beholding His glory and becoming more and more like Him. Oh how I love Jesus…
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