That day…
I didn’t love You when I said “Yes” to You, did I?
Did you know that when You saved me?
Did You know how stubborn I was?
Did You know how I’d resist You so?
Because I had no idea how stubborn You would be.
I had no idea how relentlessly You’d pursue me.
How You wouldn’t settle for what I was willing to wallow in…
I mean, I did not have an ounce of a clue.
That day…
I wasn’t even sure if You were faithful.
I wasn’t even positive You were good.
I for sure didn’t think You’d be trustworthy.
I said “Yes” to You, but I didn’t think You’d be able to comfort me…like when the really hard stuff came.
And you know those moments when you finish a run out in the summer heat, and you gulp down that glass of water, and it’s like you can finally breathe again??
I would have never imagined Your refreshment could feel like THAT?
That day…
I signed up for Your protection. That’s all I really wanted.
Wasn’t it?
I gave You a list of what I’d do for You…and then You’d do a little something for me too, right?
Wasn’t that how this was supposed to go?
Sigh.
I didn’t love You at all when I said “Yes” to You, did I?
But You…
You did…
You loved me even before…
And even after…
That day…that day that You saved me…
I most definitely loved You the LEAST.
And now…
Years later…
I’m just crazy about Ya…
I might not have known much that day…
But I’m glad I knew enough to say, “Yes.”
“In this is love: not that we loved God, but that He loved us…” 1 John 4:10
