Do you know how loved you truly are? How deeply, unconditionally, and endlessly loved you are? How important you are in this world? How much you truly matter? How deeply your presence in this world is affecting history? Don’t you see it? How amazingly special and valuable you are?
God—you’re my God! I can’t get enough of you! I’ve worked up such hunger and thirst for God, traveling across dry and weary deserts. So here I am in the place of worship, eyes open, drinking in your strength and glory. In your generous love I am really living at last! My lips brim praises like fountains. I bless you every time I take a breath; my arms wave like banners of praise to you (Psalms 63:1-4).
My friend runs over to me during worship and says, “I just want you to know he loves you and is mending your heart.” I, slightly confused and unaware replied, “Who’s he?” Not a second later, I followed the statement up by saying, “…Jesus?” My friend nodded, looking as if it was the most obvious declaration ever stated. In that moment, I turned back around to face the worship band, and started uncontrollably crying. “Me?” “You know me, Jesus?” “Not only do you know me, but you love me?”