Unfailing Love

You lied, despite all that was promised. You should have known better, but you completely denied all that and blatantly lied. That should have left you out of it. Yet you were still remembered and the promise was fulfilled.

It could only be Unfailing Love.

You tricked and schemed in a bid to let things work your way. It kinda got embarrassing when it blew up in your face. Others criticised you and people left you for it. Yet the promise to you did not leave. Restoration was at hand.

It could only be Unfailing Love.

They spread malicious rumours about you and sought to get people to stop supporting you. It worked as well as those who you thought you could rely on the most, were nowhere to be seen. Yet you did not have to open your mouth for vindication to come out at the right time.

It could only be Unfailing Love.

They saw you as a disappointment. The last effort you gave did not give the desire result. They did not think you were worth the investment and had to let you go. It looked like you last chance and no one else would trust you. Yet there was one who would never give up on you and continued to let you know the change was going to come.

It could only be Unfailing Love.

No one would pick up their phone to respond to your calls. Your heart was broken and your spirit was shattered. It looked like taking those pills and just ending it all would have been the best way to go. The tears streamed and you thought it would be all over. Yet there was someone who told reached out seemingly from nowhere. Just someone reaching out, telling you about real grace, real comfort and real peace available even when it looked hopeless and lost.

It could only be Unfailing Love.

When I slipped, that love was right there. When others gave up on me, that love was right there. When I thought I had failed, that love was right there. When I got complacent and needed a wake up, that love was right there. When I didn’t deserve it, when I was faithless, when I messed up big time, when I thought the darkness was overwhelming, when I thought I was on my own, when I felt rejected, when I was sick, when I was betrayed and misunderstood. When all that took place, there was something relentless, ever true in the background, ever present for the foreground, never forcing its way, but being a powerful force of refreshment, revival and re-invigoration.

It was only, it only, it will be only Unfailing Love.

Not an impersonal force, not a lovely concept for the mind – the real personal expression of something beyond what people can offer.

Unfailing Love.

(Photo by Ivana Cajina on Unsplash)

For His Name’s Sake

Shalom

C. L. J. Dryden