Extravagant pain........I have a friend here in Marble. I love her and I cannot comprehend just how deep that love goes. I told her that I loved her and did not know why it was such a thorough love! She told me in a whispered voice that sort of love comes from God. She is right.
She is sick, very sick. I was at her home working and visiting. I crawled into bed with her and she held my hand. We said little. Later while others were with her I decided to mop her kitchen. She has a mop but I chose to do it on my hands and knees. As I did so this ordinary act became a holy act. As I went through the motions on my knees I was aware of the presence of the Holy Spirit and I was aware of extravagant pain because of her sickness and because that pain flowed from love. I still call it extravagant pain because this sort of love was bought with an extravagant price; "For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten son......" Jesus experienced great suffering so that His grace and love could be ours. So to love with this kind of Godly love that comes from the very soul itself is sometimes filled with pain. Yes it is in my words, in my heart, extravagant pain because its very roots come from the extravagant love of God. the sacrifice of Jesus, and the ever "presence" of the Holy Spirit.
I have a friend here in Marble. I love her. I cannot comprehend just how deep that love goes. She told me in a whispered voice that sort of love comes from God. She is right.