The Look of Love

Thursday, April 04, 2013 Posted by Debbie Legg

How do I know God loves me? All I have to do is look and see.

When I look at my husband, my exact opposite in so many ways--strong where I am not, wise where I am not, kind where I am not, techy where I am not, loving when I am not--I see God’s love for me.

When I look at my sons, both of them miracles, fun and funny and smart and talented and just plain stinkin’ awesome, I see God’s love for me.

In the acceptance and encircling of family I see God’s love for me.

In the laughter, tears, and tough love of friends I see God’s love for me.

When the birds sing and the sunbeams warm and the wind caresses my face and plays with my hair I see God’s love for me.

When I reflect on reliable electricity, a working hot water heater, and money to spend on bubble bath, I see God’s love for me.

When I experience a waterfall, a fountain, even soap bubbles in the kitchen sink, I am reminded of the gift of Living Water, and I see God’s love for me.

When I ask Him where my keys are and He leads me to them, I see God’s love for me.

In the difficulty of forgiveness, for myself and for others, I see God's love for me.

When I smell, taste and savor coffee, I see God’s love for me.

In the comfort of a phone call or a hug I see God's love for me.

In the blooms of Spring and the colors of Fall I see God’s love for me.

When I contemplate His One and Only Son hanging on a cross in my place, I see God’s love for me.