Do you think, dear Christian, that you can measure the love of Christ? Think of all his love has brought you—justification, adoption, sanctification, eternal life! The riches of his goodness are beyond measure! Oh, the vastness of Christ's love! Can such a love receive only half of our hearts? Should

Jesus’ amazing kindness and tender care be met with only a faint response and slow gratitude? Oh, my soul, sing a joyful song of thanksgiving! Go through the day rejoicing, for you are not a lonely wanderer, but a beloved child, watched over, cared for, provided for, and protected by your Lord.

If you grow until you realize you are nothing, you have reached full maturity; but few ever get to that point. If you grow until Christ becomes everything to you, you are in your prime; but, sadly, most of us fall far short of this. May the Lord bring

you to the highest level of growth—to be constantly coming to Christ; always empty in yourself, but full in him; always weak in yourself, but strong in him; always nothing in self, but finding everything in Christ.