LIMITS...

We live in a world of limits.

Everything we touch, spend, plan, and pursue has a line... somewhere it runs out. Time. Energy. Money. Patience. We know what it’s like to give, but only to a point. To love, mostly, if it’s returned. To forgive, but only if it feels fair.

So when we hear that God is generous, we tend to hear it through that same filter. We imagine a God who gives... but probably watches the clock. Who blesses... but keeps score. Who loves... but only if we do our part.

But that’s not the God I’ve met.

The real God doesn’t give like we do. He gives like someone with nothing to lose and everything to offer.

And maybe that’s the most mind blowing part.
God knew the cost... and still gave anyway.

Long before the cross, before sin, before shame, before we ever asked for help... He was already giving.

Have you ever looked around and wondered why this world has so much beauty in it? Why you can smell that first rain in Spring, why a newborn’s breath can fill a room, why music stirs something we can’t explain?

None of that is necessary for survival.
But all of it is evidence.

Evidence of a God who doesn’t ration. A God who creates, not because He’s empty, but because He’s full.

And then, when the creation He made broke away from Him, He didn’t flinch, didn’t hold back, or just offer a bandage.
Instead... He offered Himself.

That moment on the cross wasn’t poetic.
It was horrifying. And deliberate.
And absolutely undeserved.
And somehow, we’ve dressed it up. We’ve made it tame. We’ve hung it on our walls and forgotten the scandal of it. The Savior of the world... beaten, humiliated, nailed to a tree... not for people who loved Him, but for people who didn’t even care.

That’s not logical. It’s not safe.
It’s not the kind of generosity we’re used to.
In our humanness, it seems reckless, but it’s the only kind He knows.

See, God doesn’t love like a cautious investor hoping for a decent return. He loves like a Father who sees His child in danger and doesn’t think twice.
He didn’t wait until we deserved it.
He didn’t calculate whether it would be worth it.
He just gave.
He gave Jesus to take the place of every sin, every failure, every regret you’ve ever tried to hide.

A Father gave a son so that his enemies would become family.

And if that’s true... if the generosity of God really is this deep, this personal, this wild... then the only thing that makes sense is to stop holding back ourselves.
Not out of guilt. Not out of pressure.
But out of awe.

Because this isn’t a God who asked you to climb to Him. It’s a God who stepped into your mess, carried your shame, and stretched out His arms with blood still dripping... just to say, “I still want you.”

So maybe today is a good day to stop asking if you’ve done enough... And start asking if you’ve truly received what’s already been given.
Because the most reckless, fierce, breathtaking generosity this world has ever seen is still available... Right now.

Literally as you are reading this its available to you.
In your living room.
In your heartbreak.
In your doubt.
In all of your failures.

The only question left is... will you open your hands and receive it?
Reach out anytime with questions or if you need prayer.