Unconditional Love

Last night, as I was looking through my old journal, I found a section I had written on prayer. I don't even remember what I was journalling about, but this will always relate to whatever is going on in my life. I hope it's the same for someone else.

"Prayer. Someone once said, "prayer is a powerful thing." And I finally understand. It's so powerful. Through it I can speak to God. The creator of the universe will listen to me. No matter what I do. He will always listen to me. Why? Because of his unconditional love." -December 2011

Wow. Unconditional love. He sent his only son to die for me. Just let that sink in. I hear that all the time. But really think about it. His son died for me, and when I forget him and turn aside, He still seeks after me. And then finally, when I turn around and remember what He has done for me, He's right there. Just waiting for me. Ready to cast off my burden, throw it in the pit, and lead me up the narrow path. Never changing, never ceasing, always waiting, always hoping, unconditional love.