Finding Paradise with George Ezra
My lover, lover, lover
I'm in paradise whenever I'm with you.
In his latest release, George Ezra understands something I never had to teach myself. To be loved is to be in paradise.
I'm grateful to my parents who loved me. I felt their love. And yet I wasn’t in paradise.
I craved a love I couldn’t find.
I fell in love. I appreciate the love of my wife.
And yet I’m still not in paradise.
Mine wasn’t a sudden conversion. There was no light-bulb moment when I realised that God demonstrated his love for me by Christ’s death for me (Romans 5:8).
It was more that Jesus made sense of my world. Of my shame, and my sin. To all persuaded sinners, Jesus is like balm to cracked lips.
He made sense. I was persuaded of God’s love. But still, I wasn’t in paradise.
No Love in Logic
I knew God’s love like I knew two plus two equals four. If Christ died, which he did, he must love me. Logically, he must.
But logic is no lover.
Was I alone? Don’t Christians the world over struggle to believe that God loves them? Paul knew this well:
May the Lord direct your hearts into God’s love and Christ’s perseverance. (2 Thessalonians 3:5)
He prays that the Lord would work so that Christians experience the warm, fatherly, passionate, sacrificial, everlasting, deep, burning, eternal love for them.
I won’t be in paradise until I go be with Christ.
But when the Lord directs our hearts into his love, he offers us a glimpse of the eternal paradise heading our way.
George Ezra is spot on.
If it feels like paradise running through your bloody veins
You know it's love heading your way.