One of my favorite lines from the popular worship song by Cory Asbury called "Reckless Love" is the first line of the chorus, which is "Oh, the overwhelming, never ending, reckless love of God". When we sing this song, I feel connected to God in a way that warms my heart more than usual. You see, I know reckless love. It's the kind that blinds you from danger and makes you feel alive.
At twelve, reckless love led me to put my full trust in a boy’s ability to maneuver a 10 speed thru town while I was perched on his handlebars. At eighteen, I married that same boy despite everyone saying it wouldn't last. The word "reckless" gets a bad rap in my opinion. It is used to describe a person whose actions are prompted without thinking or caring about the consequences. I disagree. I think reckless love can be beautiful and powerful. It is believing and trusting in the fact that there is a plan and while we may not see the big picture, the design has been laid out. Most of all, reckless love is a gift to be given and received.
While my heart has belonged to the boy mentioned above since childhood, I must admit that I am loved by and have love for another... that's my relationship with God. God loves me (and you) in a reckless way. He proves time and time again that He will do anything to be in a relationship with us. He is compassionate and honest. He is forgiving and loyal. He is willing to leave the pack to draw us back in when we go astray.
"What man among you, having a hundred sheep, if he loses one of them, do not leave the ninety and nine in the wilderness, and go after that which is lost, until he finds it?" Luke 15:4
I've been the stray sheep in my life. My husband and I both grew up in families that struggled with showing love in an appropriate way. We both should have grown up to think that love is cliché and irrelevant. We shouldn't know what love feels like and what it will make you do for someone. That wasn't part of God's plan for us though.
When I was sitting on those handle bars all those years ago, God was sitting with me. He protected me physically, mentally, emotionally, and spiritually during those years. He loved me enough to make me realize what love should look like from a human stand point. The more my heart grew for this boy, the more I craved the feeling of being wanted, worthy, and cared for. I began to think "What would it be like to be have this feeling forever?".
Thankfully, since accepting Jesus into my life, this question has been answered. My prayer is that everyone can try to love "recklessly". Are you willing to love family, friends, colleagues and dare I say even enemies this way? What do you have to lose? He won't give up on us and we shouldn't give up on one another.