Most days, I don’t think I deserve love. I don’t think I deserve to have friends. I don’t think I deserve to be liked.
And you know what?
Because in the grand scheme of things, I don’t deserve anything good in this life.
Romans 3 and 6 clearly tell me that I am a sinner only deserving of death, and I can’t deny it.
BUT (Romans 5) God proved that He loved me anyway when He sent Jesus to die for me.
And it’s high time that I stopped telling Him He’s wrong.
God, you shouldn’t love me. Do you not see how messed up I am? God, why do my parents or friends love me? I’m not worth it. I’m a burden.
Taryn. Did I ask you if you were worth it when I died for you? No. I love you. Accept my love.
How ungrateful must I be to tell God He is wrongly living me? Shouldn’t I instead be thanking Him for His unending grace and love? And for giving me people to love me too?
I want to spend less time thinking I’m not worth it and more time thanking the people that don’t care if I’m worth it or not.
Because you know what? I can’t earn love and I don’t deserve it. But my God is good. And He doesn’t give me what I deserve. Every good and perfect gift comes from Him (James 1) and He sure has blessed me royally.
So to all of my friends out there reading this who love me so much and so well, thank you. I don’t say that enough. Thank you, you guys are absolutely amazing. And God? Thank You, I know I’m living for Heaven and not here, but You’ve made here pretty great too:):)
I hope you all have a great weekend!