Do you know how powerful it is to know you’re loved?
I knew how painful and powerless it was to not know it.
I needed help.
We all have messy inner lives.
I’ve written about how we all have messy lives, messy inner lives.
It took me a long time to be able to admit I did.
I knew it, but I hid it.
I hid it like clutter thrown in a closet when someone new comes over to visit.
I hid it because I was ashamed.
I hid it because I was afraid.
Afraid of judgment.
Afraid it would cause more loss in my life.
Loss of love. From people, but also from God.
I thought I was supposed to have it all together.
I’m an adult now. Don’t adults have it all together?
I believe in Jesus. Doesn’t that mean I’m supposed to be all perfect and holy and act right all the time?
But my emotions and mindsets said otherwise.
My insides betrayed me.
The core of knowing you’re loved goes beyond being loved by your parents, your spouse, your friends, and family.
The love of those around you is important but if it’s your foundation for believing you’re loved it’ll fall short.
People fail and those who love you will fail.
You’ll have times you feel unloved by them.
It’s not necessarily their fault. Although there are people in therapy who’d disagree with that.
But I learned this truth first hand. I’ve been in counseling. I felt unloved.
I traced it back to things my parents and other people did in my life. And it did affect me.
But knowing you’re loved goes deeper.
I had no trouble believing I was loved when I was following the rules and behaving in ways people expected or I felt were proper.
But when I failed.
When the messy parts of me spilled out uncontrolled I felt unloved.
Even worse, I believed my messiness was sinful and separated me from God.
I believed a lie.
But, I’m not the only one.
The truth is, it’s hard for us to believe.
To know we are loved.
I googled why is it hard to know you’re loved? and got 738,000,000 results!!
In every heart there is a hollow. Locked against the pain it’s known
Bad things happen and pain speaks loud.
Sure, I’d been told God loved me.
But the underground mess that had been shoved down deep below under layers of trauma and unaddressed pains had a voice that said – except for this or except for that.
There was always an escape clause.
Until the Spirit of Grace entered my pain,
unraveled the lies,
healed my heart,
and cast out the fear of separation.
Coming to know and believe and accept and be fully convinced that I am loved, deemed lovable, declared worthy, esteemed valuable, made righteous…
…as is, no fine print changed my life.
What do you know?
Knowing you’re loved in your messy life is powerful.
There’s a difference between knowing in your head and knowing in your heart. The difference is being fully convinced so no one can tell you otherwise.
Knowing you’re loved gives you courage.
Courage to admit your inner messiness exists.
Knowing you’re loved gives you peace.
Peace to accept you have an inner messiness.
Knowing you’re loved gives you compassion.
Compassion to forgive the inner messes you caused.
Knowing you’re loved gives you power.
Power to do something about your inner messes – give them to the one who loves you.
Now I know I am loved.
Deeply loved – No matter what.
So are you.
There is no mess, no sin, nothing that can separate you or me from the love of God.
The love of God is not conditional.
It’s not dependant on me or you in any way!
Knowing I’m loved changed my life.
I donate blood regularly.
Every time I do I marvel at the power of blood in our lives. Just one little pint of it can save a life!
When my mom was fighting cancer she had to receive blood transfusions to live.
The Bible says the life is in the blood. I don’t understand.
I understand the words people use to explain it, but I still don’t get it.
I have so many questions. But I trust the Love.
There is no real life without knowing you’re loved.
This is love that had to bleed. I know that you don’t understand. Give me all your pride. Give me all your fears. Give me all your secrets and all your tears. Give me all your doubts. Give me all your shame. Watch them wash away. – Sidewalk Prophets
Live Loved ~ Live Free