A short while ago we started a campfire in our fire pit. It was early afternoon, but that didn’t matter being that the purpose wasn’t to sit around at dusk and sing songs or roast marshmallows.
The reason for the fire was to clean up the sticks and small branches that had overtaken groundcover in a corner of our back yard.
It started out as a small campfire with a few sticks and branches arranged to burn slowly. It quickly grew to a roaring fire as I discovered how liberating it felt to throw a twig onto the fire and watch it disintegrate within seconds.
Imagining the sticks being problems, slip ups, errors on my part, weaknesses, sins I’m guilty of, and overall things I wanted to erase from my life I would pick up a stick and throw it on the fire while praying for that thing to be free from my life.
Up in smoke went my stupid gossiping, burnt within seconds was my selfish pride, and turned into black ashes was a whole bunch of wrongdoings I knowingly committed. Burn baby burn was my motto until I heard my husband, who had gone to collect more rubbish, call out telling me to “hold back—the flames are getting too big.” Oops.
I stopped what I was doing and gazed into my roaring fire; I could feel the heat and intensity. A warm feeling overtook me as I felt the love that our Lord has for all of us.
A love so strong!
A love that nothing can divide or force apart, no sin, no slip up, no weakness . . . “No, in all these things we have complete victory through Him who loved us! For I am certain that nothing can separate us from His love: neither death nor life, neither angels nor other heavenly rulers or powers, neither the present nor the future, neither the world above nor the world below—there is nothing in all creation that will ever be able to separate us from the love of God which is ours through Christ Jesus our Lord.” (Romans 8:37-39)
Can you feel His love?