and were the skies of parchment made;
were every stalk on earth a quill,
and every man a scribe by trade;”
“To write the love of God above
would drain the ocean dry;
nor could the scroll contain the whole,
though stretched from sky to sky.”
“The Love of God”
~ Frederick M. Lehman 1917
This hymn of old has been a favorite of mine since my early twenties when my husband-to-be first discovered the vastness of God’s love. The victory and freedom found in the love of God set my best friend and true love on a path that would change both of our lives for all eternity. Frederick Lehman expressed what was in our hearts with a poetic expression that captured the depths of our souls instantly.
But it wasn’t until I was caretaking for my ailing grandfather, whose mind and body had given way to dementia, that I began to fully comprehend the scope of God’s Love. As my grandfather struggled in the final weeks of his life, with every breath recited the verses of this old hymn. It was as if the love of God was more real and tangible to this man of faith than anything this life on earth had to offer.
There are infinite layers to the love of Christ. YOU are His very joy and hearts desire, even the apple of His eye. (Psalm 17:8). However, this seemingly simple yet limitless concept is somehow so very difficult for us to grasp.
Hence, my desire for this blog is reveled…
“… I pray that you, being rooted and established in love, may have power, together with all the saints, to grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ, and to know this love that surpasses knowledge–that you may be filled to the measure of all the fullness of God.”
~Ephesians 3:17-19 (NIV)
The dawning of The BlueQuill emerges from a heart that desires to express the Love of God found in every aspect of our lives. Woven so gloriously in to the fabric of our everyday “welcome to breathing air” life is the Love, Victory and Freedom found in God.
My writing whether simple or profound, capturing motherhood or marriage, insight on faith or frivolity will always be expressed through rose colored lenses that desire to see the Love of God in everything. The way I figure it, if I set out on a journey to fully embrace and understand the love of God, my quill will never run dry.
I have struggled for years with the thought of starting a blog. Aren’t there enough writers (professional scribes, even) expressing their thoughts on God, family and faith? What could I possibly say that someone more intelligent hasn’t already said with more proficiency? But just as the author of the famous hymn expressed, “were every stalk on earth a quill, and every man a scribe by trade;” even then there would be an untold number of words yet to be penned.
Even John ends his gospel by saying:
“Jesus did many other things as well. If every one of them were written down, I suppose that even the whole world would not have room for the books that would be written.”
~ John 21:25 (NIV)
Indeed. Volumes are yet to be scribed whether by scholars or simple ordinary men whom have been touched by the love, victory and freedom found in God.
(Oh, and why is my quill blue? – because I would have it no other way.)