It is the early morning hours. The time when dawn gently taps me awake, nudging me into consciousness while my body continues to slumber. The first rays of awareness break through, exposing the heaviness that has been my companion these last few days.
I do the only thing I know to do in these moments. I cry out to God. What is this? What is causing me to feel so downcast? What do I need to see? And I wait….
I don’t wait long before a song begins to play in my mind. It’s one I haven’t sung in a long time. Until Friday, when Finley wanted music while she played.
I am so glad that our Father in heaven tells of his love in the book he has given.
Wonderful things in the Bible I see, this is the dearest that Jesus loves me.
I am so glad that Jesus loves me, Jesus loves me, Jesus loves me.
I am so glad that Jesus loves me, Jesus loves even me.
In those predawn hours, I listen to the simple song whispering to my mind. Realization begins to dawn. This is what Father needed me to hear this morning. This is the message I have been overlooking.
JESUS loves me! Jesus LOVES me! Jesus loves ME! JESUS LOVES EVEN ME!
He loves me just as I am. He’s got this. I can stop striving and know that I am loved.
JESUS loves you! Jesus LOVES you! Jesus loves YOU! JESUS LOVES EVEN YOU!