The word relentless used to have a negative connotation in my mind. I have no idea why, but upon hearing that word I would always picture a used car salesman hunting me down where I live, where my kids go to school, where I pick up my morning coffee - after refusing to buy his junky car. I couldn’t run fast enough or far enough away.
Annoying description, right? My definition of relentless changed when Love finally broke through.
What does that even mean? When Love broke through, who even talks like that? And love with a capital L in the middle of a sentence? That doesn’t even make sense.
If you’re thinking these thoughts, you’re just like me sister. And just like me, Jesus is pursuing you. Love is pursuing you.
Not so long ago I was a very different person: self-centered, greedy, a terrible wife and mother - I could go on and on. [Don’t hear what I’m not saying though: I am not perfect now, not even close.] I deserved a reckoning of all reckonings, and boy did “life” give me one.
I lost my business after a shady mistake. A business I helped create from nothing that made my life very comfortable financially. I lost my family. My parents and siblings stopped communicating with me, cut me off completely for years. I lost my reputation, my standing in the community, my dignity.
And thank God I did.
Psalm 145:9 (NIV) says,
‘The LORD is good to all; he has compassion on all he has made.’
Jesus Christ is relentless in pursuing the broken (every single one of us on this Earth!) because He has compassion on all of His creation. That includes you and me. Not because we deserve His compassion - I certainly did not - but because of who God Is.
You see, in His relentless compassion He replaced my self-centeredness with self-awareness. My greed with a joy for the simple things in life. As far as being a wife and mother, I’m still a work in progress, but I’ve never felt as connected to my husband and children as I do now.
Don’t get me wrong, this was and still is very hard. I have shed so many tears. And I am not a crier. I have punched holes in the wall, literally. And then patched them up again, grumbling the whole time about ‘why did I do that?’ in the whiniest voice possible. Of course there was a lesson He was trying to teach me through all the punched holes, it just took me years to learn it:
If you let Jesus tear down all of the broken, cracked, punched holes in the walls you have built,
He will patch them up again to look and feel better than new.
Listen to that still, small voice in your head to follow His lead. Or don’t listen to It at all. Forget all the various warnings It brings (like me) and receive a giant 2x4 moment instead. You’ll get knocked over and all the walls will forcibly be removed for you. Trust me, the still, small voice is a much easier way to go. And with a fraction of the heartache.
But go ahead and be stubborn if you want to because God is relentlessly pursuing you, like it or not.
‘Take a lesson from the fig tree. From the moment you notice its buds form, the merest hint of green, you know summer’s just around the corner. So it is with you: When you see all these things, you’ll know he’s at the door. Don’t take this lightly. I’m not just saying this for some future generation, but for all of you. This age continues until all these things take place. Sky and earth will wear out; my words won’t wear out.’
Matthew 24: 32-35 (MSG)
His love is relentless. He is relentless for you. So much for thinking of a used car salesman.