What a mess...

I saw a watercolour painting once of 2 children and their father sitting together reading a story surrounded by the scattered debris of toys and pillows and clothes on the bedroom floor. In the midst of a mess was a simple act of love.

In Ephesians 3:14-21 Paul is reminding us of a similar act of love.In the midst of our messy selves and lives...our failures and failings...our sins and self-righteousness...we are suddenly reminded that our true name comes from our true Father, God. That our inner strength comes from outside of us through the indwelling of the Holy Spirit.  And most importantly...that we are loved not because of our goodness, but because Christ makes his home in our hearts. This is a love that is so broad, high, deep and long that it transcends our understanding. It is a love which we can never fully know or understand. Yet it is the very love that claims us..claims you...claims me...in the midst of our messy lives.  Thank God for that!