How He Loves

My cousin made a reference to this song today on his facebook page, and it catapulted me into GFU nostalgia, not because I knew the song at Fox, but because it's the type of song that reminds me of chapel and green room. I miss chapel, and singing with 1000 people in the middle of my weekday morning!
But anyway, I'm reading Jerry Bridges' The Discipline of Grace on the trains and buses these days, which is essentially about what "the gospel" means for Christians...since Christians tend to sorta think you only need "the gospel" to become a Christian. I'm in the middle of a chapter about how Jesus stood as my representative not just in paying for my sin, but also in his ability to perfectly please the father, so that what Jesus did, I did, and the way the Father loved Jesus is the same way he loves me because he counts all of Jesus' goodness to me. This song puts the feeling of this grace nicely, I think.

We are His portion and He is our prize,
Drawn to redemption by the grace in His eyes,
If grace is an ocean, we’re all sinking.
Heaven meets earth like a sloppy wet kiss,
And my heart turns violently inside of my chest,
I don’t have time to maintain these regrets,
When I think about, the way that
He loves us.

If you think big sloppy kisses are too sappy for such a serious thing as the gospel, well. Consider Isaiah:

I delight greatly in the Lord; my soul rejoices in my God. For he has clothed me with garments of salvation and arrayed me in a robe of righteousness, as a bridegroom adorns his head like a priest, and as a bride adorns herself with her jewels.

Weddings...sloppy wet kisses. same idea.