Loved at my darkest

Its really hard to be perfect all the time. To not show when you are scared or grumpy or angry or sad or lonely. To always be happy and smiling and laughing and caring and thoughtful and polite. To always put others first and myself second. To never show weakness or vulnerability. I think I have always hidden the parts of myself that are ugly. The selfish part. The judgmental part. The parts that people don’t like to see. The parts that people don’t know how to deal with. I’ve covered and hidden it all, afraid that if I show even one small ounce of imperfection all the facades and walls and masks will disintegrate leaving me an imperfect mess. An unlovable mess.

God doesn’t want us to hide. To cover up our crazy. He loves us regardless of whether we are moody or messy or imperfect. His love is perfect and it covers and heals all our imperfections if we only trust in Him, letting go of all the walls and masks. We can’t fool Him. He knows the inner workings of our minds and hearts and he loves us anyway.

“But God demonstrates his own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us.” Romans 5:8
Romans 5:8

God loves us even at our darkest. Our most ugly. Enough to lay down his life for us. Isn’t that enough for us to trust him with all our mess? To trust Him with with all our hurt and pain and loneliness and fear. Shouldn’t we then lay ourselves open and vulnerable before him. Hiding nothing so that he can in turn heal and mend our brokenness?

“He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds” – Psalm 147:3
Psalm 147:3
love, Kerry
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  1. You are so right about how God loves us. He doesn’t expect perfection. I’ve experienced the most breakthrough when I get raw and vulbevulne before the Lord. We can’t hide anything from Him. The verses you listed are some of my favorites. This is a truly encouraging post!

    1. KerryD83 says:

      Thank you so much Kat!
      Thats exactly it. I’m so glad it touched your heart.

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