The Love From up Above

THE LOVE OF GOD
A question I asked myself tonight is; what dictates the love of God in my life? I just finished a T.V. program in which I was shocked to hear a Muslim talk about the love of god (allah). In my life I want to look and meditate on what I call the love from Up Above. I believe we can all look at the cross and quote John 3:16 and feel happy within us, I don’t want to sound like I am diminishing the most amazing thing that ever took place in our history. I just want to step back and look at a phrase that I throw around very carelessly, I want to grab hold of it and study it before I give it to another person.
I look at the amazing actions in my life that would not have been possible unless God had done a miraculous work, like meeting my friend Ian in the wilderness of California who later introduced me to the woman who is my wife. I look at the way he has protected me so many times from common accidents, and crazy freaky thing like surfing and jumping off roofs with my rollerblades only to prove that I was hardcore. I remember many times of deep loneliness and crying when I had no control over my emotions and the only person I wanted to be with was the only One who could identify with me. I was always comforted when He would put his big old arm around my shoulders and tell me that He loves me.
God also gave me the moon. I know what you are thinking, but one night I was driving my motorcycle and it was butt freezing cold, when all of a sudden the moon came into my visibility and I could feel a bit of warmth coming off of the sun reflecting off the moon. I would go around a mountain and the moon would disappear and immediately a cold would rush on my body as if I was jumping in the arctic ocean, I would come out of the corner and let out a sigh because the moon was in my eyes and warming my body. That night God told me he was giving it to me, and every now and then I look up and see my land very far away and try to wonder what a view I would have every morning waking up.
I believe the answer to my question to my self is that He loved me first, even if I would have chosen to become a radical atheist totally blaspheming Him, he still would have loved me even the same as he does now, and even if I was a better Christian nothing would change His love for me. He loves me, because He loves me, because He loves me. And that my friend is the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord.

Cody Boone Wooten Spahr