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Mar. 19th, 2005 02:41 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
acresofhopeBeth Moore, or rather God working through Beth, has brought me to tears tonight.
Psalm 127:3-4 say that "sons are a heritage from the Lord/...Like arrows in the hands of a warrior." We know from John 3:16 that Jesus is God's only begotten Son. John 3:17 tells us God gave His Son for the salvation of people by sending Him into the world.
You see, God only had one arrow in His quiver. The most perfect arrow ever to exist, a masterpiece, priceless to Him. Cherished far above all the hots of heaven. Nothing could compare. His only heritage. His only Son. But as God looked on a lost world--desperate and needy and in the clutches of the enemy--His heart was overwhelmed. Though they had sinned miserably against Him and few sought Him, God had created them in love and could not love them less.
Love reached sacrificially into the quiver and pulled forth the solitary arrow. The quiver would now be empty, His cherished arrow in the hands of hateful men. Yes, God so loved the world; but God also loved His only begotten Son with inexpressible, divine affection. The divine dilemma: two loves. And one would demand the sacrifice of the other. He positioned the weapon, pulled back the bow, steadied His grip, aimed straight for the heart: "And she brought forth her firstborn son, and wrapped him in swaddling clothes, and laid him in a manger" (Luke 2:7, KJV).
Can't you just feel His pain when you read that? I know I do. I can just see Him, holding that Arrow in His hands, the tears welling up, giving one last squeeze before sending His only Arrow flying toward this earth. It hurts to think about it.
Oh God, my God, how could You forsake Him for me?
Psalm 127:3-4 say that "sons are a heritage from the Lord/...Like arrows in the hands of a warrior." We know from John 3:16 that Jesus is God's only begotten Son. John 3:17 tells us God gave His Son for the salvation of people by sending Him into the world.
You see, God only had one arrow in His quiver. The most perfect arrow ever to exist, a masterpiece, priceless to Him. Cherished far above all the hots of heaven. Nothing could compare. His only heritage. His only Son. But as God looked on a lost world--desperate and needy and in the clutches of the enemy--His heart was overwhelmed. Though they had sinned miserably against Him and few sought Him, God had created them in love and could not love them less.
Love reached sacrificially into the quiver and pulled forth the solitary arrow. The quiver would now be empty, His cherished arrow in the hands of hateful men. Yes, God so loved the world; but God also loved His only begotten Son with inexpressible, divine affection. The divine dilemma: two loves. And one would demand the sacrifice of the other. He positioned the weapon, pulled back the bow, steadied His grip, aimed straight for the heart: "And she brought forth her firstborn son, and wrapped him in swaddling clothes, and laid him in a manger" (Luke 2:7, KJV).
Can't you just feel His pain when you read that? I know I do. I can just see Him, holding that Arrow in His hands, the tears welling up, giving one last squeeze before sending His only Arrow flying toward this earth. It hurts to think about it.
Oh God, my God, how could You forsake Him for me?
