Come Rain or Come Shine was Billie Holiday’s song, & no one sings it like she did. Only she could so soulfully, so sweetly, so gently sing the words to what each & every one of our hearts long to hear from our beloved:
You’re gonna love me, like nobody’s loved me, come rain or come shine.
High as a mountain, deep as a river, come rain or come shine.
It’s such a beautiful song, & what an amazing promise it offers, but…do the words carry any truth? Is it really possible to find that elusive love, or even to faithfully offer it to another?
Though all good relationships are proved in their ability to weather the storms mentioned in this song, few in this world come close to dwelling in that symbiotic state where love is given & remains unfailing…always, forever. Life can be beautiful when we find love, but it can be messy too, just as anything involving human beings is. Our love falls short of being perfectly patient, kind, unconditional or selfless. Only through Jesus do we experience the satiating love whose width & breadth & height & depth all surpass our understanding. All tangible glimpses we are given here somehow first flowed from His throne.
The love & friendship He offers us is truly incomprehensible to the human mind, truly intimate. Phil Wickham sings:
“Your love is extravagant, Your friendship intimate.
Spread wide in the arms of Christ, is the love that covers sin.
No greater love have I ever known, than You considered me a friend.
You’ve captured my heart again.”
God knows our every flaw & failure, & loves us still, more than we can fathom. There is no fear in His love, for no matter what we do, He could never love us more or less that He already does. His love is already that complete. Zephaniah 3:17 tells us that He takes great delight in us, quiets us with His love, & rejoices over us with singing.
His Word is His love letter to us, & His creation continually plays the melody of His song. In the words of John Denver in Annie’s Song, we could, in turn, say of our Lord:
You fill up my senses, like a night in the forest, like the mountains in springtime, like a walk in the rain.
Like a storm in the desert, like a sleepy blue ocean, you fill up my senses, Come fill me again.
Come, let me love you. Let me give my life to you. Let me drown in your laughter, let me die in your arms.
Let me lay down beside you, let me always be with you. Come, let me love you, come love me again.
We are made new in relationship with Him. We receive the love He has for us, but we also receive His ability to offer that heart to the world. An old poem by an unknown author says: “I love Thee Lord, but with no love of mine, for I have none to give. I love Thee Lord, but all the love is Thine, for by Thy love I live. I am as nothing, & rejoice to be, emptied & hollowed & swallowed up in Thee.” By His grace, we can boldly sing to my Saviou, Friend, Father & Beloved:
“I’m gonna love you, like nobody’s loved you, come rain or come shine.
High as a mountain, deep as a river, come rain or come shine.”