There’s nothing half-hearted about God’s love

There’s nothing half-hearted about God’s love


I remember feeling like the whole world had fallen apart, like I was the worst human being on the face of the earth, like I didn’t deserve to be loved. Everybody has been there. That moment when you’ve screwed up so terribly that no one will forgive you.

Maybe you screwed up a relationship. Maybe you let someone you love down. Maybe you failed to do something at work or at home. Whatever the failure, it made you stop and take a good, long look at yourself. And you ended up asking yourself why anyone would love you.

I think we’ve all experienced that black moment when we realize how unlovable we are. But what do you do with that? Do you just carry that knowledge around in your back pocket and use it to punish yourself? Many Christians do. And we shouldn’t. Because even if we are unlovable, we are still loved by the greatest love the universe has ever known.

Today’s verse is John 15:13.

There is no greater love than to lay down one’s life for one’s friends.

Sometimes it’s hard for me to understand what Jesus’ death really means for me. I know it means I’m saved from my sins. I know it means He took my punishment for me. I know it means I have a relationship with Him, free access to God, and a future in heaven. But knowledge is often theoretical; understanding is practical.

Jesus died for me. He gave up His life so that I could live. I didn’t witness it, but I believe the people who did. And that means Jesus loved me. And since He’s still alive, since He walked out of His own grave, He still loves me.

I am unlovable to my core. I am selfish and proud, stubborn and dense. I hurt people. I call reckless drivers bad names. I let people down. I fail.

But do I really think any of that surprises God? Do I believe Jesus didn’t know that about me when He chose to die for me? No. Jesus knew everything there was to know about me before I existed. He knew the color of my hair, how much I’d love chocolate, and that I’d prefer to wear socks that don’t match.

And He still died for me.

Just like He knew everything about you too and still chose to lay down His life to pay for yours.

So when those black moments come rushing on you like a spring thunderstorm, and all the voices around you whisper about how horrible you are, remember this.

Maybe you’re unlovable. Sure. We all are. But Jesus loves you anyway—enough to die for you. There’s nothing half-hearted about love like that. And if Jesus loves you that much, He isn’t going to let you face today alone.


A.C. Williams

Amy Williams left a lucrative career in marketing to write novels about space cowboys, clumsy church secretaries, American samurai, and alternate dimensions. Along the way, she also discovered a passion for teaching other creative professionals how to use technology to make life easier. Through video instruction or one-on-one coaching, she teaches software, blogging, basic graphic design, and many other useful skills that help creative entrepreneurs get stuff done minus the frustration.

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