Tuesday, 11 November 2008

• On my way to the dry cleaners this evening (which, by the way, made me seriously consider selling a kidney in order to pay for all the clothes I just dropped off), I put my iPod on shuffle. After skipping through a classical version of Deck the Halls, a French song from a CD I copied in Paris because we found it in the apartment and listened to it every night and now it reminds me of Paris, and Tchaikovsky's Dance of the Mirlitons from The Nutcracker Suite, my iPod settled on You Love is Extravagant by Casting Crowns.
  
  Something about those words just made me stop and think. I was trying to wrap my mind around this idea of extravagant love. When I think of extravagance, I think of being treated to something that is out of my normal grasp. And I think about it in small doses. It's not every day that I get to ride in a limo to Disneyland, or take a train through the French countryside, or sleep in until noon (which I totally can't do on accounta my insomnia, but it's a nice idea), or spend all day talking and laughing with dear friends. We all have so many responsibilities in life that we rarely have the opportunity to be exposed to extravagance.
  
  God's love for us is extravagant. It is a special treat; one that is not deserved; one that we have with us all the time. It is never-ending, it is unchanging, it is powerful and strong. It does not have to be earned and it cannot be taken away. It protects us and sustains us. We don't just get to enjoy a small dose of it - we get to experience it every day of our lives.
  
  Pretty cool.
  
  

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