
My afternoon duty at the grade school where I teach is the car line. I stand near the top of the hill, above our building, and radio down the names of students being picked up.
One day this week, just as I started the 100 vehicle cavalcade, a man came up and handed me a car key. “I found this in the grass by those parking spaces over there,” he said, pointing farther up the hill. “Someone won’t get far without it.”
I turned the key over in my hand. It was from a Nissan. I didn’t have a clear view of all the vehicles in the direction the man pointed, but I spied the top of a white SUV that just might be the one.
Oops, the car line was moving! I had to say the student names over the radio. I called cars for the next twenty minutes, stealing glances at the little white vehicle. There didn’t appear to be anyone near it.
With the last car called, I bounded up the 75 or so yards to the parking area. There they were, next to a white Nissan: a mom and her young son. The poor lady was red in the face, looking like she was about to cry. “Are you missing a car key, maam?” I said–already knowing the answer.
“Yes I am! I had no idea what happened to it,” she said with relief.
As I handed the grateful mother the key to her vehicle, it hit me: at that moment I had the one thing she most desperately needed.
And so we know and rely on the love God has for us. God is love. Whoever lives in love lives in God, and God in him. We love because he first loved us.
1 John 4:16,19 (NIV)
Many people today have lost the key to affection in its purest form. To them, love is god. In reality, it’s the other way around–God is love. And through His sacrificial death and resurrection, Christ hands us the one thing we most desperately need.
But God demonstrates his own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us.
Romans 5:8 (NIV)
Kind reader, those who’ve been born again hold the key to God’s love in their hands. Let’s share it today with others who urgently need it.
Thank you for reading. 🙏❤️ prayers and love.
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