“Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away.”-1 Corinthians 13:4-8
I fully believe and know that we are often brought into the hardest of times in an attempt to bring us closer to God.
Though, if this was a test, I would surely fail every time.
Faith is a funny thing.
Why do I believe undoubtedly in a God who loves me so much that He sacrificed just so that I may know Him, yet when times get tough I forget He is there?
I begin to doubt He will be there for me. I begin to think the worst. I begin to feel the sorrow and anxiety flood in.
& I allow myself to get to that place and beat myself up over it.
But God doesn’t.
He loves me even though my faith wavers sometimes. He loves me despite my lack of strength and despite all the weaknesses I may have.
He keeps me even though I flunk every trial thrown my way.
He picks me up, dusts me off, and says there may be pain in the night but joy comes in the morning. It is a new day and I am still still loved.
He shows me the sweetest of love that there ever was or will be and I am convinced that no matter what may be thrown my way, that He will love me through it. Even when I don’t deserve it.