the unlovable.
The unlovable are human. The unlovable are broken. The unlovable are anguished-filled.
The unlovable are unable to satisfy their deepest need—to be loved. Unconditionally.
The unlovable search. The unlovable settle. The unlovable give their heart away. The unlovable accept cheap love. Distorted love.
The unlovable are malicious. The unlovable are selfish. The unlovable are filled with rage. The unlovable have anger ripping out their insides.
The unlovable are sick. The unlovable are helpless. Defenseless. The unlovable are weak. The unlovable are miserable.
The unlovable have a lost love in their childhood. They’ve been abused. They’re missing something. The unlovable feel shame.
I am a recovering unlovable.
I never understood real joy. Constant joy. I had “mountain top” Christian experiences. I don’t doubt my salvation at the age of 7. I believed and had a relationship with Christ, but it was through a thick piece of glass. I could always see Him, but never touch Him. I knew God loved me because of the Cross, but I never allowed him to love on me. And when you don’t feel loved… you have nothing to give.
How can someone go a quarter of their life without realizing how completely in love the Creator of the Universe is with them? Until you’ve been there it’s incomprehensible. I loved Christ. I desperately wanted to please Him. I wanted my life to glorify Him. I wanted to shine. But nothing I did or tried to do was worth anything. It did not have love. Love has to be the driving passion of all we do. I’ve learned this in heart-wrenching ways. I can’t even say that I grasp a 1/millionth of what He’s teaching me. But I know I’m loved. And His love is never ceasing. I find it irresistible how He shows moment by moment Love. It’s constant. It’s faithful. It’s unconditional. Never failing.
With my Savior, I know an unlovable, even me, can become lovable and loving.
The unlovable are unable to satisfy their deepest need—to be loved. Unconditionally.
The unlovable search. The unlovable settle. The unlovable give their heart away. The unlovable accept cheap love. Distorted love.
The unlovable are malicious. The unlovable are selfish. The unlovable are filled with rage. The unlovable have anger ripping out their insides.
The unlovable are sick. The unlovable are helpless. Defenseless. The unlovable are weak. The unlovable are miserable.
The unlovable have a lost love in their childhood. They’ve been abused. They’re missing something. The unlovable feel shame.
I am a recovering unlovable.
I never understood real joy. Constant joy. I had “mountain top” Christian experiences. I don’t doubt my salvation at the age of 7. I believed and had a relationship with Christ, but it was through a thick piece of glass. I could always see Him, but never touch Him. I knew God loved me because of the Cross, but I never allowed him to love on me. And when you don’t feel loved… you have nothing to give.
How can someone go a quarter of their life without realizing how completely in love the Creator of the Universe is with them? Until you’ve been there it’s incomprehensible. I loved Christ. I desperately wanted to please Him. I wanted my life to glorify Him. I wanted to shine. But nothing I did or tried to do was worth anything. It did not have love. Love has to be the driving passion of all we do. I’ve learned this in heart-wrenching ways. I can’t even say that I grasp a 1/millionth of what He’s teaching me. But I know I’m loved. And His love is never ceasing. I find it irresistible how He shows moment by moment Love. It’s constant. It’s faithful. It’s unconditional. Never failing.
With my Savior, I know an unlovable, even me, can become lovable and loving.
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