I’ve mentioned that I’ve been using the Letter to the Romans for my morning prayer over the last week or so. This morning, the passage I reflected on was the beautiful end of the 8th Chapter of Romans:
Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? Shall tribulation, or distress, or persecution, or famine, or nakedness, or peril, or sword?…No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us. For I am sure that neither death, nor life, not angels, nor principalities, nor things present, nor things to come, nor powers, nor heights, nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God in Christ Jesus our Lord.
If we can believe this one thing to the depth of our being – that we can never be separated from the love of God – it means everything. Nothing, no matter how powerful.
It seems to me that the major effort of what Ignatius calls the “evil spirit,” what some would call Satan and some the force of evil is precisely to try to convince us otherwise – to convince us that we are unlovable, that something we are or we have done separates us from God’s love. The response to that is: Liar, liar, pants on fire (a line, I confess, I’ve never put in a blog post before, but it seemed to work).
We so often tend to complicate things. (I think there is a part of us that likes complicated things.) But it is actually quite simple: God’s love for us is stronger than anything and we can never lose it. On that we can rely.