Oh Lord You’ve searched me/ You know my way/ Even when I fail you/ I know You love me (At The Cross by Hillsong)
Jesus loves us. There’s no denying that. He loves us with a love that no crush, boyfriend, or girlfriend can ever match. Jesus knows all our struggles against sin and all the mistakes we have done, yet that doesn’t change or lessen His love for us.
Jesus loves us. That is a simple truth even a child can tell you, but there could be times when we feel like we have done enough damage to others, to ourselves, or to our souls that leads us to doubt this. We feel like we are not deserving of God’s love and His grace. We cannot be saved—we are too broken or damaged and too far down for Christ’s love.
In times like these, remember that God’s love doesn’t have an off switch. God’s love is not exclusive to “perfect people,” “righteous people,” or to “religious people”. God’s love is for everybody and anybody. You might make a few mistakes every now and then, but that doesn’t mean you are not worthy of salvation or of God’s love.
There is no such thing as a righteous person. (Romans 3:10) We all have sinned and fallen short of God’s standard of perfection (Romans 3:23), yet that doesn’t stop God from sending His Son to die for us all. We don’t need to ask God why He loves us. He just does. There’s no need to ask ourselves if God loves us or not because he does. God is love. (I John 4:8a)
God doesn’t hate us for sinning and making mistakes. It’s the sin that He hates. God is a righteous and just God. He just can’t stand sin. He must punish sin. He must bring justice and set things right. “The wages of sin is death” (Romans 6:23a)—no, not just physical death, but spiritual death as well. But since God loves us so much, He doesn’t want us to die. God doesn’t want us to suffer, so He sent Christ to die for us. God combined all our sins and placed them on Christ. (Isaiah 53:6) It is through Christ that we are saved. He died so that we won’t have to (spiritually).
God sacrificed His Son for us that we may be saved. If that is not love, I don’t know what love is.
By Florlin Grace Yrad