Love Wins

It's the hashtag that I've seen everywhere supporting the decision of the US Supreme Court to redefine marriage. Love wins!

Does anyone else see the massive irony in this? Love does win. Love won on the cross. Love will win in the end. Because, oh what's that? God IS love!

I can't decide if this is sickening or hilarious. The redefining of love has been going on for ages, it seems. Love is lust. Love is attention. Love is affirmation. Love is never saying, "You're wrong." Right? That's what we hear all the time. It's not loving for someone to tell you, "no." We should all let our kids touch the stove - because it's more loving to just let them do what they want. It's more loving to let them touch it than to say, "no, no."

It's more loving to give them everything so that they don't have to work for anything. It's more loving to shower them with gifts than to teach them how to budget and save for the things that they really want. It's more loving to do everything for them than to teach them that they can do it themselves.

Oh, love..... The above is what makes me feel ill. The exchanging truth for a lie, the upside-down view that is sooooo easy to swallow. It makes me sick because it's eating my friends alive.

But it's also laughable. Did you see all those people posting that love wins? They have NO CLUE what they're saying. They're right! It's Psalm 2 - God sits in heaven and laughs; He has them in derision. They have no idea! Yes! Love wins! God has already won. Jesus paid is all, and It Is Finished!

And then my heart breaks. Because they have no idea.... They don't know love. They don't know God.

The Sacrifice of Jesus

I've been thinking a lot recently of about Jesus' death on the cross and the sacrifice that was made there. I've always felt that I could understand His motives, His ability to do that, not exhaustively, but I've always felt that I can relate. Because I would give my life for those that I love. At least, I believe that I could and would if that situation were to arise. 

But the part of it that goes beyond my comprehension is the role of the Father. He sent His Son to die, to become a man and live on earth for 33 years. To deny Jesus' request that there might be another way out because there was no other way. Can you imagine? I can. 

I remember my cousin once got a fish hook stuck in her toe. All the way through her toe. And her dad kept saying they were going to have to cut it out and she kept pleading with him for there to be another way. He wanted to console her, to help her, but He had to get it fixed. 

God killed His Son. In those three hours of Jesus' need, the Father cut Him off. And that, I cannot understand. A part of me feels that it is almost wrong - because we are not worth that. But it's not just about us. Jesus obeyed His Father to show the wonder and power of the Father's love. And the Father sent Jesus to show the amazing humility and indescribable patience of the Son. 

The sacrifice of the cross was not only Jesus'. It was the entire Godhead, sacrificing to show the attributes of the others and to buy us back into their family.