From the moment I got home tonight you’ve been asleep. I made dinner, went to the store for your mom, and then read a few chapters of Princess Academy. Meanwhile, you haven’t done a thing.
You haven’t made a cute face to make me smile. You haven’t gripped my finger and warmed my heart. You haven’t done anything for me today. You’ve never done anything for me. You’ve only ever taken: taken my sleep, my time, my energy, my money, my patience, and even my wife.
But still, I love you.
It gets more confusing: the more I’m called on to do for you the more love I feel for you, which, for some reason, makes me want to do even more for you to show you how much I love you. It’s a self-sustaining cycle; its power and love just keeps on growing.
Lewis, some days I wonder how God can love me when my relationship with Him is one-sided. I worry that my petitions always exceed my praise. I feel like all I ever do is squander His grace and take advantage of His mercy. I’m guilty of all this and much worse.
But still, God loves me.
He’s a better father than I’ll ever be. How could I ever think that His love for me could be any less than my love for you?
When you get older and start asking these same questions, be patient with yourself. God has been patient with humanity for thousands of years. He can handle our selfishness.
So sleep, Lewis. Don’t do anything. I’ll still love you. God loves you more.
Do you have trouble believing that you don’t have to do a thing and yet God still loves you?
How has God proven He can handle your selfishness and shortcomings?
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