Adored

A couple of nights ago my friend was talking about her two year old daughter whom I adore. She was telling about how she had been trying to aggravate her big brothers by calling them “stupid” (well, ok, actually “tupid“). I immediately refused to believe that this was going on. If you knew this little girl, you would understand where I am coming from. She is a bundle of preciousness. I could eat her up with a spoon. The conversation went back and forth with me telling my friend that she was lying, there was no way this adorable child had done wrong. Her brother even confirmed the accusation with this little cutie standing obliviously right behind him with a sweet grin on her face and her blonde hair sprouting up from her pink bow. I accused them of being in cahoots and spreading rumors. Obviously it was all in jest, but the point was made that, as far as I was concerned, this child was blameless and perfect and no one was going to change my mind on that.

I think that is how God feels about us. As far as He is concerned, after forgiveness our sins are as far as the east is from the west. We are forgiven. When we are continuing to feel guilt for our sins, and feel like we aren’t worthy of His love, I think he is standing there with the same attitude I had about my friend's daughter. He is shaking his head at our insecurities, saying “No, that isn’t true, you are blameless, I adore you.” I think He sees us as precious-eat-us-up-with-a-spoon-perfect. And all of the self-condemnation and guilt in the world can’t change His mind because our hefty price has already been paid. That’s the gift that His forgiveness and grace gives us, right? I love that.

So.

Go ye therefore and feel precious and adored. Because you are. And you don’t want to waste that.