God Really, Really Loves Me

As I grow deeper in my revelation of who God is, He has led me into a very important kind of light, the kind that began to shine inside of my heart and show me what being His daughter really means.

The people who love us most can love us deeply and truly, yet still not fully know what is best for us. Their love is real, but it is still limited by what they know, what they have lived, and what they are able to see. Take our mothers for example. If you grew up like me with a mother or family who loved you very hard, sometimes the way we interpret that love can feel like critical expectation, pressure, or even disappointment. It’s not that they don’t want the best for us.

They just cannot see the full picture of what is the best for us.

God only truly knows His design for us. The gifts He knitted within us before we even physically formed a consciousness, the talents we have that we may not know how to express, or the dreams we just may not know how to actualize.

When we look to external people or things to love us, sometimes we overlook the source. We stay in situations too long, we work too hard, and we settle for less. I recently experienced what it felt like to start to understand that God does not love like our friends, our family, or even our mothers. His ability and capacity to truly love us and want the best for us is infinite.

Not only does He want the best for us, but He has the ability to give the best to us, as long as we are willing to receive it.

When we compromise and accept what the world or other people offer as the best, we are limiting ourselves to receiving what we are inherently meant to have. And He doesn’t expect us to know it all at once. Sometimes He allows us to go through things that aren’t for us, just to realize what actually is.

And it’s not always loud.

Sometimes, it is a soft voice inside of us that we often ignore, whispering, you are meant for more.

Not just what is good, but what is aligned. Realizing that God loves me and the promises He has for me aren’t just sweet words, but my birthright, is something I cannot unknow.

Something I cannot turn back from.

It drives me daily to look for alignment and to say no when something is good, but just not God.

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