It is maintained that anything so small as the Earth must, in any event, be too small to merit the love of the Creator, we reply that no Christian ever supposed we did merit it. Christ did not die for men because they were intrinsically worth dying for, but because He is intrinsically love, and therefore loves infinitely.
C. S. Lewis hit the nail on the head, or however that silly expression goes. God is love! Somehow it seems so simple and beautiful yet difficult to cope with - all at the same time! Talk about confusing. There is nothing worth loving in me, there is nothing lovable about me. Well, now there is, but it's only because of Him. In Centuries of Meditations Thomas Traherne wrote, "Love can forbear and love can forgive...but love can never be reconciled to an unlovely object...He can never therefore be reconciled to your sin, because sin itself is incapable of being altered; but He may be reconciled to your person, because that may be restored."
Before Christ I was sin and nothing but sin. After Christ I am grace and nothing but grace, at least in God's eyes. He does not see my sin. His eyes do not even acknowledge it. He sees me as washed in the blood of His Son, and clean because of it. Hallelujah!
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