Some days I feel almost worthy of love. Things click; I accomplish much. The fruits of my parenting are apparent. My sons make winsome and insightful conversation with me and even with one another. They do their homework promptly and play outside joyfully. The house is orderly. Dinner is planned and includes a vegetable or two. The laundry pile is sorted and doesn’t look like it could clothe a small village.
Yeah. Once in a blue moon. Maybe. The rest of the time, like today, when pretty much nothing clicked and despite a flurry of activity, little was accomplished, I am so grateful that the love of my Lord and Savior is never earned. Ever.
It’s 100% grace, 100% of the time. When I’m proud and puffed up, feeling worthy, He loves me anyway. When I’m lowly and feeling unworthy, He loves me just the same. I cannot earn His love, nor can I lose it. Praise God.
1 John 4:9 says, “This is how God showed his love among us: He sent his one and only Son into the world that we might live through him. This is love: not that we loved God, but that he loved us and sent his Son as an atoning sacrifice for our sins.” (1 John 4:9, 10 NIV84).
So very grateful that He loves me without condition today, on better days, and forever.