It is the end of the day for me and I am sitting in bed wondering at the love of God. A love i believe that loves through my foolishness. We all want to see before we believe following the familiar quote that seeing is believing. We want actions to show the love we feel or to prove our stand on a matter. A guy says that he loves you, but you need his action to match his words. A friend says “i got your back”, you need them to come through in times of need. How about when your actions does not follow your words, does it mean you do not love?
How do I know that God loves me? Some could say that i should know because I am alive and healthy, not in hospital. I have a nice roof over my head, my husband and kids are healthy. Some believe those should be the signs that I am loved by God. There are still some that will say that there is no God and that there are millions of others that are in the same condition without the belief of God.
I belief Jesus loves me not only because of all the physical things i can see but also by the things i can not see nor write. I believe because of the way He gives me peace, the smile He provides at odd moments, the strength He gives to belief the impossible. I belief because I feel loved by Him. He loves the way one other does, He loves when i feel pain. he loves when at night i cry because i hurt and he comforts telling me that He will make tomorrow a better day just for me. Simply put God loves me through the night. How do you belief?