I did not grow up in a home where you were told that you were loved every day, not even weekly. You figured you were loved because you had a roof over your head, clothes on your back, a weekly allowance, and you got what you wanted for Christmas.
I was unaware that knowing I was truly loved would change me. In my rebellious high school years, I was heading down a dark road. My mother was dealing with sickness and sat me down and poured out her heart, and with tears rolling down her face, she told me that she loved me. From that point, I pulled myself together to be what I thought was a better human.
For some time after my mother passed, I was in search of love in men and friendship. I loved, I gave, I was loyal, but many times the same was not reciprocated back the way I wanted. It was not until I ran into this man. He changed my life. He asked me one day did I know how much He loved me. I was taken back. Oh, by the way, His name is JESUS! I know we can often talk about how much we love the Lord. The real question is, do we know how much the Lord loves us?
When we understand God's love and accept it, we will see genuine change and fruit in our lives. My eyes tear up when I think about how I can rest in God’s love for me. HE LOVED ME FIRST! Before I said yes to Him and while I was enjoying the pleasures of sin, He loved me and called me His own.
I cannot think of a better reason to give my life as a living sacrifice. I worship you, my Lord!
Join me this month and let us focus on resting in God’s love. Blessings to you all!
Only By His Grace