(Note: posting this here and my other blog. Originally posted on Theology Web)
If you would only.
Why don’t you just.
What’s wrong with you.
The voices – some aloud, some silent – accuse.
Too hard to help.
Too much trouble.
Not worth the effort.
The voices – some outside, some inside – retire.
The still small voice – His voice – silences all others.
His love is greater than all my flaws.
His love remains when all others leave.
His love isn’t conditional on my perfection, but my acceptance.
His love doesn’t fail.
His love doesn’t quit.
No one is too hard, too broken, too anything for Him to love.
Loving even the voices that made me once feel worthless.
For I am loved.