Lavish

I can't stop thinking about the word "Lavish".  Not because I like to go around thinking about random words, but because last spring I sensed God was trying to tell me that He loved me..... lavishly.  And since I am a slow learner, I am still chewing on this, 5 months later.   You see, I am a striver..the lie I fall into is that "I have to be perfect to be loved".  And since I am so rarely perfect (okay, since I am never perfect), I have trouble believing that God could love me lavishly.  It is easier to believe that God loves me the bare minimum or at least normally.  But not lavishly.  It just sounds too extravagant, to good to be true.

So I looked the word up on dictionary.com.  Lavish can be used as an adjective or a verb.  As an adjective, the definition is "using or giving in great amounts; prodigal".  (I love that since the Prodigal Son is one of my favorite parables).  As a verb, the definition is: "to expend or give in great amounts without limit".  

So yes, lavish love is extravagant, it sounds to good to be true...but it actually is.  Actually is true, I mean.  1 John 3:1 says: "How great is the love the Father has lavished on us, that we should be called children of God".

His love for me is not nominal, normal, rationed, or given based on how well I perform.  His love is stronger that I will ever comprehend, full of grace I will never understand, never-ending, never changing, never running out, passionate, and lavish.

Does something in your heart beat a little faster at that?  Mine does, and I know I can't even come close to accurately describing or understanding how lavish His love truly is.