Rachel regularly makes and packs a lunch for me. I don’t even have to ask her!
I don’t feel like I deserve such a blessing. I don’t think Rachel makes my lunch because I deserve it; otherwise, some days when I opened the lunch bag there would be nothing, or a note that said, “Sorry, you didn’t earn it today.”
Rachel love me. She loves me not because I deserve her love but because that’s who she is.
I believe this is how love works. If human love works this way – and I allege that it does – then how much more must God’s love work this way!
Thank you, Rachel, for helping me understand, and experience, God’s love!