Sometimes when praying or meditating I’m profoundly struck with the powerful realization of just how much God loves me, that he really, really loves me. In fact, he love you, too! God’s love is always there.
I shake my head in amazement and wonder why. I don’t deserve God’s love; I have not earned his affection. I have done nothing noteworthy to garner such attention. But it’s there nonetheless.
In my mind I know that God’s love for me is unconditional; that I don’t deserve it and that I can’t earn it. Intellectually I am aware that there’s nothing I can do to cause him to love me any more nor is there anything I can do to cause him to love me any less. This reality overwhelms me.
But in my heart, I waver; my soul doubts — just a bit — that this could really be true. Why, God?
Why do you love me with such overflowing, non-ending, unwarranted capacity? Don’t I need to do good first? Don’t I need to behave in a certain way to get your attention? Don’t you have a list of prerequisites for me to achieve?
Thankfully not. Earning God’s love is not up to me; it’s all on him. God loves us and it’s a gift.
God loves me; God loves you; God loves us all — unconditionally.