Love


Your love for me is not dependent on

Who I am

What I do

Where I go

You love me just the same

Your love for me is dependent on

Who you are

What you do

Where you go

You love me just the same

Because of your love for me I can

Love

Serve

Heal

You love me just the same

Because of your love for me I can

Know my worth

Know safety

Be a mess

You love me just the same

I wish I didn’t know what it was like to love someone selfishly. Unfortunately I do. I have loved people with the intention of them loving me back, but that isn’t true love. I have loved with the hope that my good works would be returned. That isn’t true love.

There is nothing we can do to make God love us more—he already does. There is nothing we can do to be more worthy of his love. This boggles my mind! It’s so counterintuitive to my understanding of love.


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