Alright guys, I'm sorry again, I don't mean to be sappy, but stick with this one... I think it might be a bit different from what you originally think. Or maybe not. You might hate it, not gonna lie... But give it a chance if you got some time on your hands.
Recently someone kind of opened my eyes to the fact that I don't really know what it means to have someone love me. (I KNOW. CALM DOWN.) What do I mean by that? Well my friend has said to me multiple times in the past few months that I need to stop acting like being loved means nothing. And I only recently realized I have no idea what it means to be loved. I know how to love people, and I do. I love a lot of people, so very much. But I don't think I actually know what the reverse of that is.
What does it mean to be loved? Well the ultimate example of an act of true love was Anna sacrificing herself for her sister Elsa. No I'm totally kidding, but Frozen was on the right track. Jesus laid down his life for every human who ever was and who ever would be. And He knew that so many of them were going to scorn Him.
...Ha I'm listening to music right now and Drops in the Ocean by Hawk Nelson just came on. The first line of the chorus is "If you wanna know how far my love can go, just how deep, just how wide. If you wanna know how much you mean to me look at my hands, look at my sides."
Think about that for a second.
Jesus died for you because He loved you. He didn't die thinking "Oh okay alright. This stinks, but hey I'm saving a lot of people right now so. Ya know. It's chill." No. He died thinking about you. He knew you were going to fail Him countless times, and He still went through a crucifixion for you. If you wanna know exactly why I italicized that look up how you die when you're crucified sometime.It ain't pretty. And not only that, before He died for you, He left paradise to come here. For us. There actually isn't enough time or words to say just how much Jesus did for you.
For all humanity.
And humanity killed Him.
And He knew it was gonna happen.
And He did it anyways.
And even in death, He still prayed for us. (Luke 23:34)
That's Love.
And you're guaranteed to have it.
I'm still working on fully believing that humans could love me (and I do hope this post reaches someone who understands that feeling, so that you know you're not alone) and understanding what that means. I'll have to get back to you on that one. And I hope that if you feel the same way I do you're lucky enough to have friends like mine... who never give up on me, even when I don't understand.
But I do understand that a perfect being loves me. Not just because I'm a human and it's His job to, but because I am His daughter and... He's proud of me. He loves me and runs after me every time I run away. And that's no small thing. So stop writing it off.
