Jesus Loves Me, This I Know
“ … He saved me to His delight; He took joy in me.” Psalm 18:19b (VOICE)
I wasn’t expecting anything profound to slip from my 4-year-old’s lips while we chatted over lunch on that hot summer day. I was just trying to keep my capricious girl at the table long enough to finish her peanut butter sandwich before she raced off to play.
“What did you learn at Vacation Bible School today?” I asked as I leaned over Maggie’s pink plastic plate and wiped a drizzle of peanut butter from her chin.
My daughter lifted her sandwich to her lips, took a bite and peered at me over the crust like a friendly neighbor peeking across a backyard fence.
“I learned that Jesus really likes me … ” she said with a giddy grin. “Soooo much!”
Her words floated through the air on the wings of a happy-sing-song. Then she reached across the table and gave my hand a tender squeeze. “And, Mommy,” she said as she laced her sticky fingers through mine, “I think He really, really likes you, too!”
She waved her arms like a baby bird taking flight, and I felt as if my heart might take flight, too.
After all, I’ve long believed that Jesus loves me — the cross is proof of that — but some days when I look at the woman in the mirror, it’s hard to believe my Savior likes me, too.
I don’t know about you, but some days, I just feel unlikeable.
Some days I feel messed up and maxed out, exasperated and exhausted.
Some days I’m not grateful or gleeful, flexible or fun.
Some days I don’t bring delight to my husband, my kids or even my dearest pals.
And to be totally honest, some days I don’t even like myself.
Yet like a forgiving friend, the Bible echoes my little girl’s winsome words.
Scripture reminds us that the One who took our place on Calvary’s cross doesn’t merely tolerate us through gritted teeth or embrace us because of holy compulsion. As preposterous as it sounds, the One who first loved us, actually likes us, too. And here’s proof:
Today’s key verse says God takes joy in us.
Psalm 149:4 declares He delights in us.
Zephaniah 3:17 affirms He rejoices over us.
And Psalm 147:11 proclaims that we bring Him pleasure.
It’s crazy when you think about it — that the perfect Prince of Heaven takes joy in His flawed followers on the dust of earth. But when I remember this simple truth, it changes the way I pursue my Savior.
When I acknowledge that Jesus enjoys me, I look for ways to enjoy Him, too. I seek His company as I go throughout my day, whether it’s talking to Him as I drive across town or laughing with Him over my children’s goofy antics.
I notice His kindness in the depths of my daily grind — the brazen sunset over the trees in my backwoods, or the unexpected phone call from a friend on a hard day.
And I relish His presence in the midst my pandemonium. I savor the song of the birds beyond my window, the unexplainable peace in my hurry, the echo of an encouraging Scripture verse that runs through my mind.
