One of the most humbling things I find when thinking about Jesus is that He knew us before He died for us and He chose to anyway. He knew things we would do, say, think, He knew everything and still He willingly went to the cross out of love. True love.
If you're like me, you mess up all the time; You say too much, say too little, post something on Twitter or Facebook that could be hurtful or taken the wrong way and instantly delete it (by the way, that was me this morning). We, as people, are a mess. Forget us messing up, we are the actual mess. The good news is that Jesus loves the mess.
When I think about this concept of Jesus' love and how we are supposed to mimic His love to others I think about how I constantly fail. Like I've probably already failed a thousand times today. Because someone has made me mad, disappointed me, hurt me, done something that I think they shouldn't have, etc. The problem with all those statements is that they are focused on what is done to me. And then, I am reminded by a steel small voice that is always on time, "Hannah, it's not about you."
Mimicking the love of Jesus means loving the mess just as He loves it. Easier said than done, right?
There is a quote by Steven Furtick that I love but that also punches me in the gut everytime I read it. It says, "Do you ever think: How could God know me so well and still love me so much?"
The answer that I have to that is I don't know how that is possible, but thank goodness it is true. We are called to love and see people as Jesus loves and sees them.
Today, I am especially reminded that it's not about me. It's about loving Jesus and loving others. And Jesus loves the mess.
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