Lord, you know me. You see me and who I am. Not like everyone else sees me or knows me. You are all knowing. You know every deep, dark secret I have. You know everything I have been through and everything I have put myself through and everything I will go through. I am full of sin, of darkness and of shame. You know even more about me than I am willing to admit.
But You still love me.
You still love me despite all of my sin, fear and shame. You still want to love me more, and more, and more. And even though you know that I am trying to keep your purpose in front of me; I will still fall to sin, time after time.
You still love me.
No man or woman on this earth has the capacity of that kind of love. Only You. Only You will love me continuously. Unconditionally. You still let me come home. And only You want me to come home after living in sin; fearful and full of guilt. As full of sin and hurt as I am you still open the door for me. As wretched and inadequate as I am you still run to me with open arms. And you never let me go. You LOVE me.
You love me. You are patient with me. You are kind to me. You do not envy. You do not boast. And you are not proud. You are neither rude nor self-seeking. You are not easily angered by me and keep no record of my wrongs. You do not delight in evil but you rejoice with the truth. You always protect, always trust, always hope and always, always persevere FOR ME. Your love never fails me. (1 Corinthians 13:4–8a)
We can always come home to You.
Thank you Lord for loving me like no one else could ever love me.
