• Bro. Caleb Taft

Waking with The Word | Ephesians 3:18

Ephesians 3:18



:18 May be able to comprehend with all saints what is the breadth, and length, and depth, and height;


To comprehend the love of Christ, what a task. Paul, under direction of the Holy Ghost, puts before us that very task. To know the Love of Christ that passeth knowledge. Our verse today sets it before us in the terms of measurements. breadth, and length and depth, and height. Broad because He so loved the world. long because His mercy endureth unto all generations. deep because He reached into the deep pit of our sin and pulled us out, setting our feet on the solid rock and high because from our lowest estate he has sat us together in heavenly places and made us joint heirs with Christ, from the rags of sin to the riches of the Son. How can we comprehend such love? How can we attempt to draw the measurements with such feeble minds? I can't understand what provoked such Love, such Sacrifice, Such mercy, Such Grace, "I scarce can take it in!" He loves the world, His mercy endureth forever and ever, He suffered and died. He who knew no sin became sin, Oh how deep He went to pull us out. He has went to prepare a place for us, Oh how high He has brought us!! How then can I comprehend the Love of Christ?! This thought fills my heart and mind to the brim, like the water pots of stone in John 2 whose water was turned to wine. I can't fully comprehend His love but I can be full of that thought. No more than you can fit the sea into a cup can I contain this knowledge. That same cup may not contain all of the ocean but it can be filled to the brim and overflowing with water from the ocean. Our minds are like this when we try to comprehend the love of Christ, we reach a point where we say I cannot fathom but the very thought of it has filled me to the brim so much that we begin to overflowing.

Think now how vast this is, Heaven it's self has comprehendible measurements:

Rev 21:15-17

:15 And he that talked with me had a golden reed to measure the city, and the gates thereof, and the wall thereof. :16 And the city lieth foursquare, and the length is as large as the breadth: and he measured the city with the reed, twelve thousand furlongs. The length and the breadth and the height of it are equal. :17 And he measured the wall thereof, an hundred and forty and four cubits, according to the measure of a man, that is, of the angel.


Yet when we consider or comprehend or try to know the Love of Christ which passeth knowledge there is no reed long enough, no mind sharp enough, no will devout enough to know this love, it passes knowledge. If scores of men set out to measure this love they would die and scores more take their work, generation after generation, for all eternity they would never reach the end. To attempt this work would be like trying to drain the Oceans with a thimble. Before your work even started, rain would pour in more than you could take out in a year. Our work is not to drain it, that is impossible, but to be full of it. When your cup runs low, when you need a drink, when your empty; His love is there to fill you to overflowing, to fill in all the empty places. Like water his grace and love finds the low places and fills them in.


The love of God is greater far

Than tongue or pen can ever tell.

It goes beyond the highest star

And reaches to the lowest hell.

The guilty pair, bowed down with care,

God gave His Son to win;

His erring child He reconciled

And pardoned from his sin.


When hoary time shall pass away,

And earthly thrones and kingdoms fall;

When men who here refuse to pray,

On rocks and hills and mountains call;

God’s love, so sure, shall still endure,

All measureless and strong;

Redeeming grace to Adam’s race—

The saints’ and angels’ song.


Could we with ink the ocean fill,

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.


O love of God, how rich and pure!

How measureless and strong!

It shall forevermore endure—

The saints’ and angels’ song.


According to the riches of His Grace!!

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