And You Thought You Knew Ps. 139

My mere existence meant I was loved. Before anything happened to me or I did something (or failed to do something) there was me, and there was Love. I heard the echo of John, reminding us how God loved us first. Once again, love preceding any action on my part, a love that arrived at my doorstep before salvation or baptism or repentance.

Partial repost from She Loves Magazine. Please, Please, Please go read the rest of the post by: Kelley Nikondeha