Lewis, for you God made the world.
For you he was born a little child in Bethlehem.
For you he suffered bitterly in the garden of Gethsemane.
For you he bled and died on the cross,
and for you he was raised again from the dead.
You can't know these things now.
But we your church promise to tell you the story until you make it your own.
I had never heard that before. It’s an amazingly personal description of God’s love for an individual human being. I found it quite moving, because what it says about God’s is something I need to hear often.
You and I can only know a finite number of people, probably very few if we mean knowing them well. When my daughter, Carolyn, was born, I remember wondering how I could love another person as much as I loved Margaret. But I found love for Margaret didn't diminish when I loved Carolyn. And when Daniel was born, love for Carolyn didn't diminish as I loved Daniel. The same was true with Dargan and Will. Through having children, I began to understand something about God's love that I had never considered. How can God love me in a really personal way if there are millions and millions of redeemed people. I thought of God's love as a kind of good-will toward all those who are redeemed (like God smiles and says to one of the angels, ‘Oh, that’s one of mine too. What’s his name again?”). But God's capacity for relationships is infinite - it is not diminished for any one individual by God loving a vast multitude of people.
All that to say I think the Huguenot blessing pastor Kurt Lutjens used is not exaggerating the love of God at all. And I promise to help tell Lewis the story of God's love until He makes it his own. I have a sense that God will use Lewis and other grandchildren He gives us to tell me the story of God's love and to help me make it my own!