God made us so that we need water. While we think of a person as being made up of bone, muscle, hair, and ligament, the truth is we are 80% water. One day without water and we would experience headaches, clammy skin, weak knees and a dry mouth. We must have water to swallow, cry, sweat, lubricate our joints, and digest our food.
In the same way, we must have love. God made us that way. A life without love is a dehydrated soul that shows its condition in moodiness, withdrawal, loneliness, insecurity, fear, acting out, anger, or a dozen other ways. Of course none of these ways help. They are like mirages to a man dying of thirst in a desert. As the old song by the Beatles says, “All we need is love.”
And, fortunately, we have love. We know it first from our mothers who poured their lives into ours. Their feeding us, changing us, holding us, and loving on us showed love. If you are among the fortunate ones who have a living mom, let her know how much you appreciate all she did to bring you life and love. Let her know of your love for her. Write that note, make that phone call, don’t put off that visit, and say those kind words. Many of us wish we still had a mom so we could do these things. They won’t repay the love she gave us, but they will show mom she is appreciated.
And speaking of showing love, read these words from Romans 5:8: “God demonstrates His own love toward us, in that while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us.” Think of it. We began knowing love from the sacrifices of mom. We learned of God’s love by His sacrifice for us.
The song The Love of God captures some of the depth of His love:
The love of God is greater far
Than tongue or pen can ever tell,
It goes beyond the highest star
And reaches to the lowest hell;
The guilty pair, bowed down with care,
God gave His Son to win:
His erring child He reconciled
And pardoned from his sin.
Could we with ink the ocean fill
And were the skies of parchment made;
Were every stalk on earth a quill
And every man a scribe by trade;
To write the love of God above
Would drain the ocean dry;
Nor could the scroll contain the whole
Though stretched from sky to sky.
This Mother’s Day give thanks to your earthly mother and to your eternal Father.
Love in Him,
Bill Patterson
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Thursday, May 1, 2008
by Erica Sutphin