“I’ve reached my limit.” I’ve heard those words used. I’ve used them myself. They are used to express the feeling of fullness. A full belly, for example. A person (never me 🙂 ) eats so much that they are simply saying, “I’m done.”

I can remember as a young ‘un that once a year my dad’s mother and her husband would make the trip from Westminster, MD to West Mifflin, PA to visit us. Sunday was smorgasbord day. Johnny Garneau’s Golden Spike Buffet in Monroeville, PA to be exact. “Grandpa Walter,” as I would call him, loved to eat, especially at buffets. He was a well-driller and worked hard so he had to eat to sustain himself. 🙂 I would eat so much I walked (or is that waddled) out of the restaurant bent over my stomach was stretched so tightly. I wondered if I would ever be able to straighten. In true Grandi form, in just a little while I was ready to eat more.

Unlimited food. Unlimited trips to the buffet line. Unlimited misery.

I thought of how I gorged myself when I read Ephesians 3: 16-20 this morning. I am particularly stopped by the words in verse 18: “And may you have the power to understand, as all God’s people should, how wide, how long, how high, and how deep his love is.” (NLT)  I could simply say there is no way of knowing-there are no limits- to its width, length, height, and depth. Like a buffet, God’s love is unlimited.

What an especially great truth that is for today. To live with the knowledge of the unlimited love of God is beyond words.

“Father, help me today to stop and think about how unlimited your love is.  Overwhelm me today.”