Untitled article by Dr. Guthrie

The Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Third-day, October 15, 1867

FromThe Advent Review & Sabbath Herald, Vol. XXX, No. 18

THE MEASURELESS LOVE.

By Dr. Guthrie

I can measure parental love—how broad, how long, and strong, and deep it is; it is a sea—a deep sea which mothers only can fathom. But the love displayed on yonder hill and bloody cross, where God’s own Son is perishing for us, nor man, nor angel has a line to measure. The circumference of the earth, the altitude of the sun, the distance of the planets—these have been determined; but the height, depth, breadth, and length of the love of God passeth knowledge. Such is the Father against whom all of us have sinned a thousand times! Walk the shore where the ocean sleeps in a summer calm, or, lashed into fury by the winter’s tempest, is thundering on her sands; and when you have numbered the drops of her waves, the sand on her rounding beach, you have numbered God’s mercies and your sins. Well, therefore, may we go to him with the contrition of a prodigal in our ears and his confession on our lips: “Father, I have sinned against Heaven and in thy sight.” The Spirit of God helping us to go to God, be assured that the father, who seeing his son afar off, ran to meet him, fell on his neck and kissed him, was but an image of him who, not sparing his Son, but giving him up to death that we might live, invites and now awaits your coming.—Dr. Guthrie.