This morning as I read my devotion, I was reminded once again of God’s immesurable love for us. The heading was Love but to me it spoke of comfort too. The scripture reference was to Romans 8:31-39.
Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? Shall tribulation, or distress, or persecution, or famine, or nakedness, or peril, or sword? . . . Yet in all these things we are more than conquerors through Him who loved us. For I am persuaded that… [NOTHING]…shall be able to separate us from the love of God which is in Christ Jesus our Lord. [My version]
Barbara Johnson continued the devotional with this illustration: A friend described when her son was a toddler. The little guy was fascinated by big trucks and heavy machinery, and yet he was terrified of it, too. For while his greatest source of excitement and terror was the garbage truck–the big, roaring mechanical best that rumbled down the street, stopped in front of his house, and noisily swallowed up the trash that was emptied into its giant compactor.
Whenever the toddler heard the garbage truck coming, he would run shrieking through the house to his father, begging to be picked up. Then, his confidence restored, he would point toward the street. “Go see,” he would say.
The father would carry him to the window, and together they would watch the garbage truck loudly swallong up the mounds of trash. The lad would watch, wide-eyed but secure in the comfort of his father’s strong, trustworthy arms.
In our earthly lives, we are like the little boy. Alone we cannot bear the monsters that rumble through our days, terrifying us and breaking our hearts. But nestled in the security of the Father’s love, nothing can stop us. Not even death itself.