A “Fly-Fishing” Demonstration of God’s Relentless Love
I’m late posting this week because, on a whim, my husband and I took off a few days to go fly-fishing in the Great Smoky Mountains. We were blessed to rent the perfect cabin in the perfect place although I have no idea how I happened upon that particular booking via Internet. There are very few cabins setting right on a good trout stream and God winked and put us in one. He will do that, you know . . . and He can use anything to bless us. He’s that kind of Daddy and I wish I’d know that truth about Him my entire life because I’m certain I would have “skipped cancer” had I known how much He loves me.
But the cabin is not the subject of my post. Take a look at some of the photos I’m sharing in this post and wonder with me as I stood in those creeks with cold clear water swiftly moving by in countless breathtakingly beautiful swirls and falls and pools –wonder with me how the water supply remains so steady and profuse.
I would gently swing my rod and “throw” my fly pattern upstream a short distance. It would “dead drift” on top of the current in quite reliable ways amidst what many observers might consider to be chaos. And if I looked away for an instant, how did the fish know to take the fly just then adding even more thrill to the event? Soon I realized there was no chaos at all but great principles of hydraulics and quantum principles at work and if I put the fly in the same place twice (rarely unfortunately) it would drift predictably.
Where was all that water coming from so constantly and steadily and, in fact, exhilaratingly? Stand in a clear mountain creek and be very quiet and still, and Creation will literally sing to you and you will realize things about yourself and your God that you hadn’t considered for a very long time if ever. Further, you will see a demonstration of the very nature of the Creator and His perpetual demonstration of His grace. He could have drained water from high to low places on earth without making the process beautiful and reassuring, but He is the kind of Daddy who pours out His love in every single thing He Creates and sets in motion for His kids. He obviously enjoys thrilling us and, I think, surprising us by surpassing “necessity”.
Those rushing creeks demonstrate the constancy and consistency of God’s forgiveness, mercy, peace, joy, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, and LOVE . . . His limitless GRACE. It cleans us inside and out. It heals us because we know Him and the power of His unconditional love. It tunes us to His everlasting frequency—the resonance of His entire Creation and every “song” His Son sings to hold it all together. (See Paul’s epistles and Hebrews).
The impact of the redemptive “work” of Jesus is as cleansing, perpetual, lavishing, and dependable as that rushing creek
water and even more beautiful. Let’s say it clearly and be healed: It is NOT our own worthiness, intelligence, works, righteousness, or effort but it is our embracing of Jesus Christ as our Savior and Healer and King and Shepherd and Friend that stands us in the waterfall of God’s unconditional love and mercy.
Being in that Grace changes our “want to” certainly. We slowly but surely “want to” please our loving Daddy God. Grace
comes before our own efforts not after. Did you get that? God’s unconditional Grace is a cause rather than a result of our living righteously. We can never be wholly righteous except “IN Jesus”. It is His robe of righteousness we can wear but we cannot earn that right by works and actions. It happens by submitting to Him in love knowing we are unworthy. Again, the creek can teach us this truth. Moving about in rushing waters (even fairly shallow ones) is a challenge. Moving with the current is possible. Moving against it is asking for trouble. Testing where you step before committing to the move is important. A good staff in your hand is quite helpful. Setting out impetuously gets us wet and messes up the pool of water for quite a while. Moving with Grace is pure joy! Creeks are great teachers because the Creator made them orderly not chaotic. Life is the same way.
In this blog we consider a great deal of God’s Logos (written) and Rhema (spoken) Word; however, God speaks to us constantly within His Creation and we can know that we know that we know Him—Daddy God—surprising, thrilling, loving, forgiving, healing, providing. We cannot fully embrace the amazing nature of our God, but we can ALWAYS be present in that rushing stream and be completely immersed–resting in His saving Grace as though each of us were His “only child”. I couldn’t “see it with my mortal eyes”, but my spirit knew full well that I was really not standing in clear water but in water re-claimed and restored and pure because of a more powerful flow—the everlasting waterfall of the cleansing blood of our Lord. That rushing creek is beyond description but it is a mere metaphor for the Lord’s Grace. God’s relentless love is our REAL HEALTH HOPE.