Of course my arms would never be wide enough, but I suppose it’s the thought that counts, right? Not only would my arms not be wide enough, but how could I ever give God a big enough hug to describe the degree to which I love Him?
As I wrote these thoughts to the Lord in my “God’s Notebook”, I then looked at hugs from another angle. I considered how desperately I had sought for years a man to love me, a man to hold me, a man for me to love and hold in return. Oh, how indescribably desperate I was to be held by a man!
“All those years I wanted a man to hold me,” I told the Lord, “If I had only known.” If I had only known what?
If I had only known how great is God’s love, and if I had only known how extraordinary His embrace!
“Now that I’m held by you,” I continued writing to the Lord, “Nothing compares to your everlasting embrace.”
I spent decades seeking the perfect man to love and be loved by. Never in a million years could I have imagined who that perfect one was, and is, and always will be! Nor could I imagine the height and depth and the width of His love for me – nor my love for Him!
Looking for an everlasting embrace? Run into His arms. . .