Slightly Obsessed #089 "Fierce in Loyalty" (Wednesday Devo) by Pamela Thorson on 2014-10-29 10:09:15
"For the eyes of the LORD move to and fro throughout the earth, that He may strongly support those whose heart is completely His." - 2 Chronicles 16:9
No creature may display God’s protective nature toward His children as well as a bear. Mother bears are legendary for their fierce anger when their cubs are threatened. Stories abound of hapless hikers who have accidentally come between a female bear and her offspring and paid a gruesome price for their blunder.
I have a hard time comprehending this depth of protective love from God. I believe that God loves me, but in the heat of daily battles I often give in to the feeling that God is either a stone-faced deity waiting to slap me down, a distant benefactor, or just too busy with really important stuff like running the universe to worry about me at all.
This is far from the truth. God loves us passionately, completely, and yes, even fiercely. In Matthew 18:6, Jesus warned His enemies:
"Whoever causes one of these little ones who believe in Me to stumble, it is better for him that a heavy millstone be hung around his neck, and that he be drowned in the depth of the sea."
God’s commitment to us is so strong that He is heartbroken when we turn from Him. He cried out to the wayward children of Israel:
"My people are bent on turning from Me... How can I give you up, O Ephraim? How can I surrender you, O Israel? ...My heart is turned over within Me, All my compassions are kindled. ...I will encounter them like a bear robbed of her cubs..." - Hosea 11:7a, 8; 13:8a
You can almost feel His tears.
What passion He declares to us every day, in every way! He invades time and space for us. There is nothing He has not sacrificed for His kids.
We are in His heart every moment of every day, no matter how lost we feel. He loves us intensely. He protects us fiercely. It doesn’t matter if we’re living in victory or huddling in despair. It has nothing to do with our worthiness.
In the mud or on the mountain, He finds us.
It’s not based upon who we know, who loves us, or who hates us. Doctrine doesn’t save us, and positive thinking doesn’t deliver us. We are safe because we are His kids. We wear His name. We carry His image. We can face today with hope, for He has promised:
"I will never desert you, nor will I ever forsake you." – Hebrews 13:5
About Pamela Thorson:
Pamela Thorson is a licensed practical nurse, author, and full-time caregiver. She pioneered in the homeschooling movement from 1982-2006 and authored her first book, Song in the Night, in 2008. She resides in the Northwest with her family.
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