I have a confession. Sometimes it's hard for me to actually comprehend how much God loves me. It's hard for me to really truly understand why He chooses to love such an imperfect human. I don't deserve it.
And don't quote the bible to me please - I know what it says. Comprehending that deep in my soul is different than reading it.
Not long ago my husband and I attended a prayer conference with some members of our church. The worship there was the most amazing experience of my life. In the midst of this worship we sang a song that I had never heard before, called "Reckless Love." Music speaks to me often, but this time was so powerful - it finally clicked.
As I sang, I saw this exact moment in my mind:
This moment sums up so much. It was the beginning of a little girl accepting her daddy's love.
I've heard repeatedly that adoption is gospel in action. I always brushed it off, but now I see it.
Adopting V was reckless. That daddy in the picture - he didn't need another kid, he CHOSE another kid. He committed a reckless amount of money that he didn't have, to adopt a little girl he had never met, who lived halfway across the world. He chose a kid who was written off because of the severity of her disabilities. He left his other children home to travel thousands of miles to chose her. He chose to sit with her in a tiny, hot, cramped room as many hours as they would give him, to earn her trust. He chose to pick her up, sing to her, and love her with no expectations in return, and in this moment she received it for a few minutes. He wasn't naive - He knew she may never fully love him in return, he knew her needs were huge, he knew the cost would be great for many years to come. He knew she was a mess. And he loved her recklessly.
Like God loves us.
Recklessly.
Unconditionally.
With no expectations.
I look at my daughter and I see it now. I see how God loves us. As I clean poop off her, chase answers for her, and pour into her, I see it. I know she is a broken, imperfect human. I know she may not yet understand what "forever" or "I love you" means. And I would do it again. If the cost was higher, the miles were longer, and the rewards were less, I would still do it.
I love her recklessly, because she is my child. I love all of my children recklessly, because they are my children.
God loves us recklessly, because we are His children. It really is that simple.
I hope you take a minute to listen if you haven't heard this song. It has blessed my socks off.
Take a deep breath today and just receive God's love.
These lyrics are so true:
And don't quote the bible to me please - I know what it says. Comprehending that deep in my soul is different than reading it.
Not long ago my husband and I attended a prayer conference with some members of our church. The worship there was the most amazing experience of my life. In the midst of this worship we sang a song that I had never heard before, called "Reckless Love." Music speaks to me often, but this time was so powerful - it finally clicked.
As I sang, I saw this exact moment in my mind:
This moment sums up so much. It was the beginning of a little girl accepting her daddy's love.
I've heard repeatedly that adoption is gospel in action. I always brushed it off, but now I see it.
Adopting V was reckless. That daddy in the picture - he didn't need another kid, he CHOSE another kid. He committed a reckless amount of money that he didn't have, to adopt a little girl he had never met, who lived halfway across the world. He chose a kid who was written off because of the severity of her disabilities. He left his other children home to travel thousands of miles to chose her. He chose to sit with her in a tiny, hot, cramped room as many hours as they would give him, to earn her trust. He chose to pick her up, sing to her, and love her with no expectations in return, and in this moment she received it for a few minutes. He wasn't naive - He knew she may never fully love him in return, he knew her needs were huge, he knew the cost would be great for many years to come. He knew she was a mess. And he loved her recklessly.
Like God loves us.
Recklessly.
Unconditionally.
With no expectations.
I look at my daughter and I see it now. I see how God loves us. As I clean poop off her, chase answers for her, and pour into her, I see it. I know she is a broken, imperfect human. I know she may not yet understand what "forever" or "I love you" means. And I would do it again. If the cost was higher, the miles were longer, and the rewards were less, I would still do it.
I love her recklessly, because she is my child. I love all of my children recklessly, because they are my children.
God loves us recklessly, because we are His children. It really is that simple.
I hope you take a minute to listen if you haven't heard this song. It has blessed my socks off.
Take a deep breath today and just receive God's love.
These lyrics are so true:
There's no shadow You won't light upMountain You won't climb upComing after me
There's no wall You won't kick downNo lie You won't tear downComing after me
Oh, the overwhelming, never-ending, reckless love of GodOh, it chases me down, fights 'til I'm found, leaves the ninety-nineI couldn't earn itI don't deserve itStill You give yourself away
Oh, the overwhelming, never-ending, reckless love of God
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