A Patient Love

It was one of those nights where suddenly I just began worshipping the Lord and I could not contain my praise. My soul was full of joy and gratitude and I had to release it to Him.

As I sang, I began to think about just how sweet the Lord is. And I had never thought about it until this night but I began to think about the Lord and His patient love. To think a man was pursuing me when I wasn’t even paying him any attention. To think a man was pursuing me when I did not want to be bothered. To think a man was pursuing me while I was not even worthy of such sweetness. To think of a man who saw me in my brokenness and filth, yet knew that I would not always be that way. That is Jesus.

I just love Him and am in awe of His patient love. Who else loves like Him. Who else pursues like Him. Who else embraces like Him. That night in the kitchen, I began to thank God for His patient love. For persistently pursuing me. For taking steps towards me even when I took steps away. For washing me with His love.

That night I was reminded that I was not born righteous, I was a sinner. And without the blood of Jesus, without His sacrificial patient love, I would not know Him. And if the only thing that separates me from sinners is being covered by the blood of Jesus which is love, then I must practice patient love with others.

Here’s my prayer for a patient love:

Father,

Thank you for loving me the way you do. You showed it when you gave Your one and only Son while I was still a sinner (Romans 5:8). You showed it when you waited for me to accept you as my Lord (Isaiah 30:18). And you show it now as I follow you daily.

Lord help me to humbly receive more of Your patient love so that I may freely show it to others. Help me to see people where they are and love them patiently so they may see and glorify you.

In Jesus Name.

Amen.