If only we could learn to cling to the promises. First and only. If only we could realize that too good to be true might often be the case in this world, but too good to be true is the currency of truth in which our Lord most often deals.
If only we could love as he loves. To not love in spite of flaws, but to love wholly, flaws and all. And even at that space, where he loves unconditionally, even the lowest, most flawed of us all, to still provide the rescue out; to love us in our sin and have and keep us as his while we come out of it and stumble back in. To want to save us even when we don't realize we need the saving.
We can't do that. We cannot be what we are not, and we can't have that counted against us. And he never will. He only counts the response, and his patience is unending.
Knowing God is knowing one's own imperfection, but knowing God is realizing that He'll never stop loving, healing, chasing, rescuing, despite the level of imperfection. He just loves us, and who am I to understand that, and to know anything of it at all? I can't explain it, I can't fathom it. And sometimes, the most I can do is depend on it even when I don't feel it.
But even then, it's never let me down.
-Zack
"You are not the only one who feels like the only one"
-David Crowder
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