Made in Heaven, Revised

I was just listening to a song that said that, "I was made to love you." I remember thinking that. I remember when I thought that this was my purpose. I also remember the time when I thought that I was made in order to be loved by Him, because he had to meet his needs, too. Now, I'm kind of thinking that he made me because he loves me.

Wouldn't that be pretty neat? No strings attached, no justification needed as to why. The very fact that you exist could be the fact that God loves you.

And some people live in some very sucky situations and constantly have to deal with things that life throws at them. For them, the love of God must seem so far away. I wonder if he is? I wonder if he isn't suffering right along with them, going through it with them on the cross as they live it in the moment, protecting them from the worst of it. All to deliver them to another life where the trials of this world will seem so small and insignificant.

And when life seems at its worst and you feel like you'd rather die than go one more step. He is there, he feels that pain, it hurts him as deeply as it does you. He hasn't left you to suffer alone, he has stayed and suffered with you, and in some way you have suffered with him as well.

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Some days, I write something and have no idea, "Why the hell did I write that?" Today must be one of those days!

Posted by HarryTick on September 27, 2003 at 10:22:38 PM