It was all connecting. Would I ever question why Abba loved me? He had loved me since I was born, the day he first spoke the adhan into my ear, not because of anything I did but because he was my father. I never doubted his love and generosity toward me, not because I had somehow earned his favor but because I was his son. Was this really how God loved me? Could God be that loving? Could He be that wonderful? Was this really how God loved me? Could God be that loving? Could He be that wonderful? It was as if I was meeting my Heavenly Father for the first time.
This is everything 🥹🙌🏼🫶🏼🩷 God’s love is unconditional. It doesn’t rely on our performance. The analogy helps it click for me: He’s like a father whose son has stolen from his business. He has the power, the ability, and the love to pay the debt from His own account and forgive us.
