Oh Heavenly Father, sometimes, maybe even most times, I think You must be disappointed that You sent Your Son for me. Such a price, such a high cost for me and I am not very much at all in return. I sense You asking why I would feel this.

Because–I am not perfect, I often mess up, bad things happen, I forget what You’ve taught me and repeat mistakes or I haven’t forgotten but I just choose not to, I don’t look good, I am weak, I don’t spend enough time with You, I lose hope and faith…I’m not perfect.

Not an equitable trade. The death of Your Willing, Loving, Committed, Obedient Son for me. I wish I was a better “deal” for You.

Yet– there’s Your quiet but strong and certain Voice again, contradicting the reality I’ve known and accepted. “Child, My Voice never says those things. My Heart is not like man’s. I am completely satisfied with you. And if you were the only child on earth that needed My Redemption, I still would have sent My Precious Son, Jesus. You are that beloved, that important to Me. It is not what you can give Me, Child, (although I will continue to equip you to give Me much!) –it is that I love you. I am, possess and offer a Love that is beyond your comprehension, reality and experience. But NEVER beyond your grasp. Take it, dear Child, and do not let lies hold or deceive you any longer. Let My Truth and My Word be the Voice you hear, the Voice you believe, the Voice in which you rest.”