Somehow, along the way, we’ve lost the story of a Parent who wraps us in a huge hug, embracing the whole of us, pig slop and all. We need a secure base, even when we’ve blown it all, a Parent who meets us with great delight just to be near us, absent of resentment or stifled frustration or disgust. This is a Parent who understands what connection is all about and knows what we need to feel safe and secure in a relationship. Rather than a God who loves us in spite of who we are, we need a God who delights in who we are, in spite of what we’ve done.
