Crazy Love

Today is the first Sunday of Advent, and I bought a book to read during this season. I’ve heard many positive things about Francis Chans’s book, Crazy Love, and have wanted to pick up a copy for quite a while. I decided that this was a good time.

Advent is a season of preparation. A solemn time of quiet contemplation. A time to mournfully acknowledge my helpless sinful state and admit that I need a savior. “Who will rescue me from this body of death?”

But thanks be to God!

The month leading up to Christmas always seems to be the most chaotic of the year. There’s nothing simple or sacred about December. It’s a brass band in the background, crowded stores, noisy parties.

Sometimes the answer is to step back and sit in silence. To revel in the beauty of a clear night sky and meditate on this thought: The King of the universe loves me. Loves me in spite of all the things I’m not proud of and try to hide from the world.

He LOVES me.

This year, I am going to take time to be silent. To be still. It’s not going to be easy – it’s finals week. But I want to be sure to remember the holiness of this time, even if it means turning off “Jingle Bell Rock” and singing “O Come, O Come Emmanuel” instead.

I haven’t started reading Crazy Love yet, but the words on the back cover resonate with me and give me reason to think this is the perfect “Advent read.”

“Have you ever wondered if we’re missing it?

“It’s crazy, if you think about it. The God of the universe – the Creator of nitrogen and pine needles, galaxies and E-minor – loves us with a radical, unconditional, self-sacrificing love. and what is our typical response? We go to church, sing songs, and try not to cuss…”

I cannot wait to start reading this book. I will be posting reflections about each chapter here, so be sure to check back. I’ll leave you with a song that makes me want to dance every time I hear it.

He is jealous for me, loves like a hurricane
I am a tree bending beneath the weight of His wind and mercy
When all of a sudden I am unaware of this afflictions eclipsed by glory
And I realize just how beautiful You are and how great Your affections are for me

Oh, how He loves us
Oh, how He loves us
How He loves us all

And we are His portion and He is our prize
Drawn to redemption by the grace in His eyes
If His grace is an ocean we’re all sinking
And heaven meets earth like an unforeseen kiss
And my heart turns violently inside of my chest
I don’t have time to maintain these regrets when I think about the way…

That He loves us
Oh, how He loves us
Oh, how He loves us
Oh, how He loves…

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