Ever done it? Have you ever laid on the grass or on the beach on a clear day and just looked up? Like, looked waaay up? Trying to spot where the sky ends and realizing afresh you can’t? Or, how about being away from city lights on a clear night and looking up into the cosmos? In wonder at what your eye can see but knowing how little of it is actually being seen. If you’ve done either of those things, or something similar, then you’ve done it. You’ve measured the love of God.
For as high as the heavens are above the earth,
so great is [the LORD’s] steadfast love toward those who fear Him;
as far as the east is from the west,
so far does He remove our transgressions from us.
(Psalm 103:11-12 ESV)
As high as the heavens are above the earth . . .
How high are the heavens above the earth? Pretty high! Then, how great is the steadfast love of the LORD? Pretty great!
Can you comprehend how high are the heavens? Not really. Then, can you comprehend how great the steadfast love of the LORD? Probably not.
As far as the east is from the west . . .
How far is the east from the west? To quote any five-year-old, “Like, infinity?”
What compelled the Father to send His Son in order to atone for our sin so that He could justly “remove” our sin to such an extent? The steadfast love of the LORD. Which is pretty high and pretty great! For the LORD is “abounding in steadfast love” (Ps. 103:8b).
As high as the heavens are above the earth. As far as the east is from the west. Those are the dimensions. The dimensions of God’s steadfast love.
Chew on that for a bit!
Oh, and there’s one more measurement to consider. We know how high (higher than we are able to think). We know how wide (so wide there are no end points). The songwriter also lets us in on how long.
The steadfast love of the LORD is
from everlasting to everlasting on those who fear Him.
(Psalm 103:17 ESV)
What’s the shelf-life of the LORD’s love? Forever! What’s the expiration date on it? Never! Indefinite, unending, perpetual, always always.
There! We’ve measured the love of God. We’ve defined its dimensions.
Nah, we haven’t. You can’t measure the measureless.
But we can respond to it.
Bless the LORD, O my soul,
and forget not all His benefits,
who forgives all your iniquity,
who heals all your diseases,
who redeems your life from the pit,
who crowns you with steadfast love and mercy.
(Psalm 103:2-4 ESV)
God’s steadfast love, not just for measuring. Meant for wearing. Much more than unfathomable dimensions, the undeniable experience of the redeemed. Pretty high. Pretty wide. Pretty much forever.
Only known by His grace. To Him be all glory.
Bless the LORD!
Could we with ink the ocean fill,
And were the skies of parchment made;
Were every stalk on earth a quill,
And every man a scribe by trade;
To write the love of God above
Would drain the ocean dry;
Nor could the scroll contain the whole,
Though stretched from sky to sky.
(The Love of God, Frederick Martin Lehman © 1923, 1951 by Hope Publishing)