I don’t know about you, but I swear I have felt my heart break. We’ve all been here somehow: The first rejection, where they didn’t love us back. When we can’t contact a loved one anymore, when we can’t heal someone’s hurt, the bad marks and the criticism at work, or when it just wasn’t good enough. When we tried so hard, and yet it wasn’t enough. It stabs deep, doesn’t it?
Those three little words, I. Love. You. So small, and yet often, so terrifying. It’s scary to admit we love someone. You’re putting yourself in their hands, giving everything and hoping, just maybe, they might return it. It’s terrifying, but at some point, you have to say it because, at some point, they’ll know. We’re trained, even as children, that emotion means vulnerability. No matter how blissful your childhood was, at some point, you became aware that showing you care means you can be rejected. Maybe you still know the feeling all too well. I think most of us do, to some level. Sometimes, it’s even to the level where we ask if we can be loved. Can we?It’s hard to see true love in a world full of pain and sadness. This is understood throughout the Bible, as even David (a man after God’s own heart, as seen in Acts 13:22) struggled to see God’s love sometimes, crying, ‘My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?’ (Psalm 22:1 NAB). These words were echoed even by God’s own Son, Jesus, as His flesh tore upon the cross. If even God’s own son felt this way, of course, we do too. But Jesus, David, and you and I also know that we are not alone, no matter how much it feels like we are. God has promised never to leave or forsake us (Hebrews 13:5, Romans 8:35-39) and to let Him take all our worries because he cares for us (1 Peter 5:7).