It is wonderful to tell all our grand-kids that they are loved. To the moon and back and much more. And nothing more precious when they love us back, such words just melt the heart.
I was thinking this week about how much I loved my children... and that nothing, absolutely nothing would ever change that fact. It is a primal love, filled from the depth of my heart. Oh yes, it is true, that in a mother's world, there is nothing like a child that will bring her her greatest joy... or deepest sorrow. That is just the way it is.
But no matter what ... they are loved, and welcome, and the door is always open. We want to know them, hear their stories, care about their lives.
I have friends like that... loved dearly, appreciated deeply. People I can be real with, authentic, and no matter what I do or say, I know they will love me... I feel so safe with them. Friends like that are treasures indeed.
And I believe in a God who loves me just like that... unconditionally, splendidly, compassionately. Some of my favourite verses are "I am sure that nothing can separate us from God's love - not life or death, not angels or spirits, not the present or the future, and not powers above or powers below. Nothing in all creation can separate us from God's love for us in Christ Jesus our Lord." (Romans 8:38-39)
Love is central to the message of Jesus. If I am truly a follower of His, I choose to love as He loves... and I love those who are a part of my life, and those who come into my life. This is truly a privilege.
So no matter where you are, who you are, you are so loved... a beautiful thought I have been pondering today.