Ephesians 3:19

The love of Christ in its sweetness, its fullness, its greatness, its faithfulness, passes all human comprehension. Where can language be found that will describe His matchless, His unparalleled love toward the children of men? It is so vast and boundless that, as the swallow but skims the water and does not dive into its depths, so all descriptive words but touch the surface, while immeasurable depths lie beneath. The poet might well say:

“O love, you fathomless abyss!”

For this love of Christ is indeed measureless and fathomless; no one can attain to it. Before we can have any right idea of the love of Jesus, we must understand His previous glory in its height of majesty, and His incarnation upon the earth in all its depths of shame.

But who can tell us the majesty of Christ? When He was enthroned in the highest heavens, He was very God of very God; by Him the heavens were made, and all their hosts. His own almighty arm upheld the spheres; the praises of cherubim and seraphim perpetually surrounded Him; the full chorus of the hallelujahs of the universe unceasingly flowed to the foot of His throne: He reigned supreme above all His creatures, God over all, blessed forever.

Who can tell His height of glory then? And who, on the other hand, can tell how low He descended? To be a man was something; to be a man of sorrows was far more. To bleed, and die, and suffer—these were much for Him who was the Son of God. But to suffer such unparalleled agony—to endure a death of shame and desertion by His Father—this is a depth of condescending love which the most inspired mind must utterly fail to fathom.

Herein is love! And truly it is love that passeth knowledge.

O let this love fill our hearts with adoring gratitude, and lead us to practical manifestations of its power.