June 18
The Cry Beneath Our Theologies
Every Christian tradition tells a story about how we have sought to understand God. Some emphasize God’s holiness and justice, while others highlight His compassion and mercy.
Some speak of personal conversion, and others focus on sacramental participation. Some emphasize God's sovereignty, while others highlight human free will. Some are drawn to the mystery of the Trinity, and others to the immediacy of the Spirit.
These traditions may speak with different accents, but beneath all of them is a deeper, universal longing—a cry that resides within every human heart:
“Who am I? To whom do I belong? Am I loved?”
That cry is older than our denominations, older than our theological debates, older than the creeds and councils that have shaped our faith. It is the cry of creation itself—the echo of the breath of God that filled Adam’s lungs and made him alive.
It is the cry of the human spirit awakening to the One who has always called us “My child.”
The Ache We Carry Without Naming
You can hear this cry in the questions people ask when life becomes confusing:
• Is God disappointed with me?
• Does He see me?
• Am I safe with Him?
• Have I gone too far this time?
• Does God love me… or just tolerate me?
We might phrase those questions in doctrinal terms or conceal them behind polished statements of faith, but beneath it all is a deeper desire to be assured of something simple and profound.
We are loved by a Father who will never leave us.
A Love Beyond Measure: Pages 1-2
Every Christian tradition tells a story about how we have sought to understand God. Some emphasize God’s holiness and justice, while others highlight His compassion and mercy.
Some speak of personal conversion, and others focus on sacramental participation. Some emphasize God's sovereignty, while others highlight human free will. Some are drawn to the mystery of the Trinity, and others to the immediacy of the Spirit.
These traditions may speak with different accents, but beneath all of them is a deeper, universal longing—a cry that resides within every human heart:
“Who am I? To whom do I belong? Am I loved?”
That cry is older than our denominations, older than our theological debates, older than the creeds and councils that have shaped our faith. It is the cry of creation itself—the echo of the breath of God that filled Adam’s lungs and made him alive.
It is the cry of the human spirit awakening to the One who has always called us “My child.”
The Ache We Carry Without Naming
You can hear this cry in the questions people ask when life becomes confusing:
• Is God disappointed with me?
• Does He see me?
• Am I safe with Him?
• Have I gone too far this time?
• Does God love me… or just tolerate me?
We might phrase those questions in doctrinal terms or conceal them behind polished statements of faith, but beneath it all is a deeper desire to be assured of something simple and profound.
We are loved by a Father who will never leave us.
A Love Beyond Measure: Pages 1-2