“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.” (1 Corinthians 13:4-8 NIV)
I was rescued by someone who poured love on me despite my flaws, my past failures or the fact that I was deemed in-fixable by the world around me. He took the broken pieces of my life, picked them up and placed them ever so gently on the potter’s wheel. I cried out to him; “I’m not worth it, I’ll just break again.” And he replied “I am the potter, you’re the work of my hand.” The same hands that motioned the world into existence and took nails for my sins molded the broken pieces back together.
When he was finished he called me beautiful and told me I had the ability to change the world. Bewildered I replied, “But Lord, I’m a nobody. How could I change the world by myself?” Without even a second of hesitation he confidently spoke back: “I knew you before you were born. Even while you were still in your mothers I called you. This is where we start over again, I just cleansed you; no longer are you known as a nobody, but MY dear somebody. My child, I never said you were going to have to change the world on your own, I would never expect you to take it all on by yourself. In your weakness my strength shines through. I am greater than anything in this world, and from this day forward I will live inside of you. And I will be with you all the days of your life. I love you.”
HE IS LOVE. He is always patient, waiting for me to find my way back home when I stray. He never boasts when I realize I’ve messed up, or I’ve made a wrong choice. He’s there reassuring me, helping me back up when I’ve fallen. And when I cry out to him he hears me, when I apologize he erases my past and helps me take steps towards the future. When I get angry because I feel like I’m missing out, he whispers in my ear “I’m protecting you.” He’s never failed me, even when I fail him. He loves unconditionally, mends my heart every time it gets broken. He is the lamp unto my feet. When I feel like I can’t run this race any longer, he picks me up. When I feel like I have no one I can talk to, or anyone I can trust he’s there. When I feel lonely, he wraps me in his arms.
It’s a love I will never understand, a love that can only be found in Him and a love I can’t imagine living without. It amazes me how he loves the unlovable, fixes the in-fixable and saves the un-savable. It brings me to tears when I realize what He saved me from, where he brought me out of and who he saved me from becoming. I was deemed in-fixable by the world’s standings, was told I had no future because of my past; yet he chose me. Through this love He called me. He called me to go out and reach the world, go out and tell the rest of the world it’s not too late, that He can fix the broken pieces of their lives too. It’s a love I don’t deserve, a love I never want to live without and a love the world needs to hear about.