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Even Though

March 22, 2017

Has someone ever said something to you or heard a sermon that you were like "alright, God, real funny?" I had one of those moments in chapel this morning as I heard a couple preach back and fourth in English and Spanish about the power of God's love.

Which at first I thought would be so cliche because normally it is and we've heard it before but then a ton of bricks hit my chest.

The wife was talking about three kinds of love: if love, because love and even though love and I felt all the air leave my lungs. She said, "even though you hurt me I still love you." That's me.

Even though I've spent hours crying about Jagger and how much he had hurt me and treated me horribly in the past four months since Christmas day, I still care. I still ask about his day, I still pray for him furiously and I still want to be a part of his life. I have an even though kind of caring about him.

Fricking biscuit farmers, dude!! Why God? How? I can't understand and then the wife continued to talk. God did not pick his "bride" based on looks or morals but God just loved unconditionally. I did not pick Jagger based on looks or morals, it just happened.

Now more than ever I need to lean on the Lord for guidance in everything but especially the compassion of my heart.

How are you loving the people around you with if love, because love or even though love?

xoxo,
Em

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