I am so incredibly fallible. I fail God every single day. I fail myself. My friends, my family. I make mistakes, I allow myself to become a slave to things that should have no power in my life. If I could write out all of the ways that I have fallen short, I’d have enough words for several books. Tonight, I thank Him for not seeing me for who I am, but for who I can turn into through His power, grace and love. I thank Him for taking me in His arms, for looking at me and loving every piece of me no matter how scarred, broken or bruised that those pieces may be, and seeing His child. No longer slave to sin, no longer a child of sin, but His child. The reason that He came to earth. We can take John 3:16 and know that if we were the only person left on earth, He still would have died for just us. He still would have endured every moment of pure agony to save my soul. To be with me, to be my Father, my King of Kings, my Savior, my Redeemer, my friend.
“Tell Me your story, show Me your wounds,
And I’ll show you what love sees when love looks at you.
Hand Me the pieces, broken and bruised,
And I’ll show you what love sees when love sees you. I see what I made in your mother’s womb,
And I see the day I fell in love with you.
I see your tomorrows, nothing left to chance.
I see My Father’s fingerprints.
I see your story, I see My name
Written on every beautiful page.
You see the struggle, you see the shame,
I see the reason I came.”
Mac Powell-When Love Looks At You.
God does not look at me, His born again child, and place a label on me based on my earthly father, but based on Him, my heavenly father. He does not look at me and label me based on what I have done in the past, He looks at my future. He does not look at my sinful past as a terrible story, but as a wonderful testimony to show what He can do in a person’s life.
He is not willing that any would perish without Him and divine intervention. He is not sitting in Heaven, standing by idly as He watches the world, watches people get farther and farther away from Him without a care. No, He is urging His children to share the Gospel so that they could see themselves as He sees them. He is looking at the tortured souls, plagued and ruined by sin, earnestly wishing that they would go to Him. He has not lost hope for anyone in this world; not even the worst murderers sitting in a prison cell, not the worst drug addicts, not the worst alcoholics. He has not lost hope for those who are having suicidal thoughts, or for those who have taken to harming themselves because they do not feel as though they can endure this world much longer. Because they do not see their own worth, their own beauty. He looks at them and desperately wants love to win in their lives. True love, the love of Christ.
We look at others, even at ourselves, and place judgement. We put God in a box and say that He can not reach out of it. He can not reach certain people, as if He doesn’t want to reach them. But He does. None of us have to be who we’ve been. None of us have to spend an eternity in Hell. None of us have to trapped in sin. All it takes is belief, faith and repentance for us to see ourselves as God sees us, for Him to see us as His children. Christ gave us all that He had in order for us to see His love for us demonstrated in the most beautiful way that we could imagine. His love was written in red, and I pray that we not let any more suffering souls go by us in our daily lives without sharing this truth with them.