Brothers & Sisters,
The majority of my prayer lately has been centered around God's love for us. I look around and see how broken we can be as humans and find myself asking how He could love us even when we turn our backs on Him? Almost immediately I find myself with the feeling of gratitude washing over me. The more I pray on it, the more I am sure that He saved me last year. Much like my father did when I was a child He put his foot down and let me know that He had had enough of my crap.
I often find myself pondering the depths of His love for me and the gross misjudgment I made when I decided to turn my back on Him all of those years ago. I'm still unsure if I did it with any purpose other than I was just a frustrated and impatient teenager. I almost imagine Him standing there as I walked away, arms outstretched beckoning for me to turn back around and yet never admitting defeat. He worked through my life each and every single day, and I just wasn't willing to acknowledge Him.
My love for Him runs incredibly deep. When I think of the love I have for my friends and family, it's the same feeling I get when I think of my love for Him. It puts a lasting smile on my face and fills my heart with incredible joy. The butterflies I get when thinking about His love for me and mine for Him doesn't ever get old. I can truly say that His love for me has started to wear off on me in the most beautiful ways. I never thought I would be the kind of person that wanted to spread joy and teach people how amazing He is, but I find myself in that position every day and have resolved not to squander those opportunities.
My friends, if I can ever be of service to you, if it is within my means, I'm yours. Just ask, and I am there.