“Therefore I say to you, her sins, which are many, are forgiven, for she loved much. But to whom little is forgiven, the same loves little.” – Luke 7:47
I was contemplating this verse, and a quote came to mind: An old man, barefoot, torn and battered, having escaped with barely his life from a civil war in the depths of Africa, was sitting down beaming, waiting to be served by the overworked relief workers. One young lady asked him how he could be so happy, so at peace when he had gone through so much, and had nothing, with not much more to look forward to. He said to her, “My dear lady, I never knew that Jesus Christ was all I needed until He was all I had.” (Or words to the same extent). I can’t put into words very well why those two concepts are related in my mind. I guess it’s where desperation and hunger meets the overwhelming love of God. I have been in a place where I’ve felt like my world has totally fallen apart, and seen and felt God come meet me where I was and totally envelop me. There have been times when my love for Him poured out, so that nothing else mattered. I understand how little love and many possessions or “blessings” can hinder my own understanding and experience of the Great I AM. My thoughts are all mixed up and random, but I guess the bottom line is that I know I’ve been through much, I’ve been forgiven much, and I love so very much!!!