This Sounds Like A Man Who Loves Me

I'm getting the impression that He loves me.

And not just a fair amount of love either. Not the perfunctory type of love because He is "supposed to." 

I genuinely think He might love me immensely. And so many things about me.

I think He loves my honesty when I tell him I'm trying to trust but feel a stronger tendency to worry instead.

I think He loves my openness when I admit that I feel stuck in a dilemma with no clear direction on which way to go.


I think He loves my sincerity when I apologize for my foolish choices and clouded judgment, when I confess that I regret "even dating that guy" and desiring an uncommitted boyfriend's shallow attention more than I desired His own passionate adoration of me.

When my earnest efforts to produce beautiful music only yield half the correct notes, I believe He smiles kindly and says, "Thank you for doing that for me."

When I giggle while clumsily sharing amusing stories with friends, or delight in combining soft, colorful clothes with corresponding boots and shoes, I imagine He laughs and says, "Thank you for being the woman I created you to be."

When I feel a nudge to go after a brand new goal and bumble and blunder my way through, I believe he says, "I really admire your spunk and determination to do something new for me." Then maybe with a wink of encouragement and a hint of modern language, "You go, girl."

I've always known that my tears make Him cry.
But I'm starting to believe that He notices when my eyes crinkle up and start to shine,
when a tiny dimple appears at the edge of my mouth,
and He, simultaneously, smiles and laughs with me.

When I wallow in hurtful memories and remind him of times I've been labeled as "unwanted, nothing to look at, too different," He answers,"Well, they were mistaken, my child. I would not have created you anything other than altogether beautiful."

When I found myself in damaging relationships and situations, His footsteps rushed to my side to be my protector. His voice prodded me to turn away and let Him heal and teach me the love He desires for His daughters.

Yes.

I'm getting the impression that He loves me.