Love is my husband giving two pairs of shoes to the homeless man that comes to church, or giving the rest of his dinner–without resentment–to a friend who “always asks for the leftovers.” Love is a man making an extra trip to bring his wife a breakfast from “McDonald’s” because she didn’t have time to eat before she left for work. It’s also when he admits to crying all the way home from work numerous nights when she was going through radiation and chemotherapy after having been diagnosed with cancer. Love is sitting at your child’s bedside as he rides out an illness and pacing the floor commanding the devil to leave him and his room—and having him wake up well. Love is walking away from temptation that has brought you low at other times, beating your hands against the steering wheel of your car, and desperately praying for God to deliver you. Love is God answering your prayer. Love is God lifting the burden of guilt from your heart. Love is obedience to him. Paul prays for the Ephesians that they might know the breadth and length and depth and height of God’s love…That they might be filled with his fullness. Think of that. That they might be filled with all the fullness of God. Wow! Holy Wow! We are filled with all his fullness when we know the extravagant bigness of his LOVE. Who are we that God should be mindful of us? That he would come to earth and be tortured and shamed and ridiculed for us? But God, who is rich in mercy, for his great love wherewith he loved us…. For his great love… His great love His love His.