I have a new puppy named Pearl. It’s a good thing she’s precious because my always-on, keep-her-from-destroying-stuff-or-hurting-herself posture has me running tired. I feel like a new mom, only there’s 20 more years of wear and tear this time around. Honestly, I feel like I’m running a preschool all up in here.
In relationships, new-love-fatigue is real, too. Researchers have found that in the early stages of love, hormone-induced euphoria collides with fears about loss and vulnerability, making us biologically exhausted.
New love makes us tired.
Old love can, too. Relationships are hard. Staying in them takes work.
And then there’s the pesky matter of loving our enemies, the highest possible proof of our love for God, but also, if we’re honest, a pretty tiring type of love.
I’m so glad God doesn’t get tired. Love makes God reach. He reached down from heaven to make an unceremonious entrance in a stable. He reached outcasts and the unclean with words that rocked their worlds. He reached across a cross—loving us with arms’ length so we wouldn’t have to remain at arm’s length.
So, friend, if you’re thinking:
I’ve really blown it with God …
I’m tired of me, so He must be tired of me …
I don’t know if He’ll forgive me this time …
Can God love someone like me?
He can love exactly someone like you. You can’t tire Him out. In fact, He’ll touch you where you’re tired and give you the strength to carry on. Again. And again. And again.
He won’t give up on you. He hung a rainbow in the sky once to prove it.
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