‘If it had not been for the love of God the Father looking down upon me in my utter ruin and providing a perfect atonement for me in the death of His own Son on the Cross of Calvary, I would be headed for hell today.
If it had not been for the love of Jesus Christ, the eternal Word of God, looking upon me in my utter ruin and, in obedience to the Father, putting aside all the glory of heaven for all the shame of earth and taking my place, the place of the curse, upon the Cross of Calvary and pouring out His life, utterly for me, I would be headed for hell today.
But, what of the love of the Holy Spirit? He was sent by the Father in answer to the prayer of the Son (John 14:16), leading Him to seek me out in my utter blindness and ruin. He followed me day after day, week after week, and year after year, though I persistently turned a deaf ear to His pleadings, following me through paths of sin where it must have been agony for that holy one to go, until at last I listened.
He opened my eyes to see my utter ruin and then revealed Jesus to me as just the Saviour who would meet my every need, and then He enabled me to receive this Jesus as my own Saviour.
If it had not been for this patient, long-suffering, never-tiring, infinitely tender love of the Holy Spirit, I would be headed for hell today.
Oh, the Holy Spirit is not merely an influence or a power or an illumination but a person, just as real as God the Father or Jesus Christ His Son’.