A special kind of love
Don
Thing of it is, many folks—and myself included—very often think how could Dad or Yeshua love such as we are? Imperfect, full of flaws, very often literally retarded from time to time, and more than frequently, epic dorks and doofus like. Too many flaws, repaired cracks, and generally shabby all around. About right? Or do I exaggerate?
When Dad revealed to me one day in double buggles whilst I was also bemoaning my ongoing tardness, that His love for us ALL is that much more endearing and deeper, than if we were perfect in all ways and doings.
That such busticated, beat up, trashy nonsense as fools like us could overcome, find the door, open it, and come what may, arrive seeking only His Fatherly and Supremely Tender Love above all else, is so profoundly staggering to His Heart. In us, He sees the Most Precious of Creation.
In us...
Don
February 18 2025