I was reminded again the other day just how amazing our God is. He is sovereign and unchanging (immutable). I’m so thankful He doesn’t change – who wants a fickle/fair-weather all-powerful God? For example, as believers, we know these truths: He loved us while we were still His enemies, made us His children, and will love us always. Nothing we do will ever change that.
He is faithful to His promises as well as to His holiness (He cannot let sin go unpunished – which is why Jesus’ work on the cross is so crucial). He is merciful, long suffering (aka patient), forgiving, compassionate, and loving.
He is all of the above . . .
He needs no one and is self-existent and sufficient . . .
He is the Almighty Creator of all thing . . .
He is the source of all power . . .
and yet . . .
and YET . . .
He desires to be our personal, loving Father . . .
so much so that He gave His only Son to make it possible for us to be His children, His heirs?
He truly is incomprehensible.
And as I ponder all this, I’m so thankful.
“What then shall we say to these things? If God is for us, who can be against us? He who did not spare his own Son but gave him up for us all, how will he not also with him graciously give us all things? Who shall bring any charge against God’s elect? It is God who justifies. Who is to condemn? Christ Jesus is the one who died—more than that, who was raised—who is at the right hand of God, who indeed is interceding for us.
Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? Shall tribulation, or distress, or persecution, or famine, or nakedness, or danger, or sword? As it is written, “For your sake we are being killed all the day long; we are regarded as sheep to be slaughtered.” No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us. For I am sure that neither death nor life, nor angels nor rulers, nor things present nor things to come, nor powers, nor height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God in Christ Jesus our Lord.” Romans 8:31-39 ESV