How deep the Father’s love for us
By Stuart Townend

How deep the Father's love for us,
How vast beyond all measure
That He should give His only Son
To make a wretch His treasure

How great the pain of searing loss,
The Father turns His face away
As wounds which mar the chosen One,
Bring many sons to glory

Behold the Man upon a cross,
My sin upon His shoulders
Ashamed I hear my mocking voice,
Call out among the scoffers

It was my sin that held Him there
Until it was accomplished
His dying breath has brought me life
I know that it is finished

I will not boast in anything
No gifts, no power, no wisdom
But I will boast in Jesus Christ
His death and resurrection

Why should I gain from His reward?
I cannot give an answer
But this I know with all my heart
His wounds have paid my ransom


It was really early. And I mean really early. Ok not that early, but early enough for me. Fresh into my two weeks at work, my body’s still trying to get used to waking up early and squeezing with the multitudes in the bus and stumbling out of the bus and trudging to work. Now don’t get me wrong, work’s fun, but the waking up isn’t. Haha!

So whilst walking towards the towering overhead bridge, I noticed, a golden ray of light breaking through the thick foliage around me. And as I peeped through the trees, there I saw, the glorious sun. Finally breaking through the mist and the fog and warming all that was around. It has been raining bulls and elephants for three whole days and finally at last, the sun came out!



I paused for a moment as a gentle breeze swept my through my hair and right there and then I thought I heard God whispering something into my ear…

It was as if took a step back into time, into the past…I can just imagine how on Easter Sunday, it could’ve looked like this. Fog all around, the atmosphere must’ve been cold(its been raining so much these days!), and suddenly at the break of dawn, when all had been gloomy, the sun broke through the fog and the stone was rolled away and along with the stone, all our sins were rolled away too. On a Sunday, when everyone thought that all hope was gone, He rose from the grave. Wow..

I stood staring at the scene for a moment, and then I remembered this old song that I used to hear. How deep the Father’s love for us, how vast beyond all measure. That He should give His only son. And make a wretch His treasure.

May this Easter truly be one where by you’ll experience God’s great love for you. The vastness and how He truly loves you beyond all measure. May the greatest love story of all time grip your hearts with a new meaning. Take a moment to stop through the busy and crazy schedule that you have and look out for all these small little ps:I love yous from the heavenly Father up there. And remember, the greatest gift ever, was that He came for you.

“I came so they can have real and eternal life, more and better life than they ever dreamed of.” John 10:10(The Message)

Sis Raine

1:02 PM
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