Such a simple idea, but sometimes so hard to grasp. So hard to own.
For me, part of it is knowing just how imperfect I am. How many people have walked away when they discovered that I didn't fit their molds? This is why a real friend is such a treasure. My friend Meri has known me for about 35 years. She has listened to me cry and stood with me when no one else did. She has spoken the truth in love when I kept arguing, "Yeah, but ...."
So it is with the Lord. He surely knows that I am imperfect, yet He loves me anyway? Not only that, but He loves me even more than Meri does (or my husband or anyone else). Sometimes I confess to Him that I just don't understand it, but He never wavers. He simply loves.
He loves me! The one who is nowhere near having it all together. The one who would, given the chance, change almost everything about herself. The one who still tells herself, "You're not good enough." The one who is so thankful for grace that she gets overwhelmed and teary just thinking about it.
He loves me. He loves you, too. All we have to do is accept it and Be.Loved.