A couple weeks ago, on a particularly bad day, I was beating myself up about not getting enough done, not being productive enough, not being significant enough, whatever. So when N got home, I took S upstairs, fed him, and then just enjoyed his company, while he smiled and made his baby noises.
While I was watching S, teary-eyed and not liking myself much, God broke into my thoughts. What is S doing that you love him so much? Checking off that to-do list? Accomplishing lots? More tears. Because the answer in my heart was nothing. I don't love my baby for what he does or who he might be someday. I love him for the simple fact that he is mine. S is my child, and my love for him is so fierce and deep and nothing will ever change it.
In the midst of my hurt, God wanted to remind me that His perfect love is like that but even better. Not because of any good I'm accomplishing or any other nonsense that I come up with of what I should be or should do. He loves me because I am His. He loves you because you are His.
Today, rest in His love. Know that you are so loved and that you are enough, because you are His precious and beloved child.
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God bless deeper revelations and greater knowledge of His great love for us. Amen!
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