God’s love is based on who He is, not who I am. That’s an amazing thing!
Until I became a parent, my model for how God loves me was that of my parents – very, very good, but flawed in some respects, just because, well, my parents are human. That’s the way it goes. They may not have approved of everything I did, but at the end of the day, I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that my parents loved me.
I thought I understood. Then (a while later) I became a parent.
Sometimes, when my son is in trouble, he apologizes as if I am ready to send him packing out the door. I understand that – I remember doing the same thing! And when I try to tell him that there’s nothing he could ever do that would make me not love him, he says okay, but I know he doesn’t get it. For now, it’s enough for him to hear me and believe me. And hear it again, many times over.
As imperfect a parent as I am, there’s nothing I wouldn’t do for my kids. How much more passionate about us is God, our Father! It’s not just the title at the beginning of the Lord’s Prayer – He actually is our maker, creator, Father. Our minds can’t comprehend the extent to which He loves us.
Love that big leaves me wanting to please God – in comparison, nothing in my life is worth holding onto. My focus for the day will be to contemplate the love of my Father and how that changes everything.
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