Parenthood

This is something I wrote in my journal this morning and felt like maybe it was worth sharing.

A week ago at church, I took Noah outside to try and rock him to sleep. As I stared down at him and felt a complete connection with him, I thought about how perfect he is. I love him entirely. I don't love him "in spite of" anything.

It made me realize something about God's love. Sometimes I think of him as loving me "even though" I'm not perfect. But that's not what it's about. He loves me entirely, imperfect little me. If Noah makes mistakes in his life, it won't change my love for him. I will feel sorrow for him, because he will have to face the consequences of his actions, but I will always love him. My joy will overflow as he makes good decisions, because I already love him so much I can hardly stand it, so to see him truly happy and successful will be more than my heart can handle. As I write this, I am already overwhelmed with love and joy. Just think of how pleasing it must be to God to see His children seeking out true happiness through righteous living.