When I was 20 years old, I thought I found love. Finally. I didn’t have to chase love anymore, because love found me. The best part? I didn’t need God to find it. I didn’t need to follow the biblical rules my family raised me on; I didn’t have to sacrifice the worldly pleasures I grew accustomed to. I just needed my dreams and a go-getter attitude to achieve them.
As we fast forward to the present day, I can honestly say, I was wrong. I did find a version of love but it wasn’t the love I was looking for. It wasn’t the kind of love that meets you gently in the morning and forgives your bad breath. It wasn’t the kind of love that held your hand when you were nervous while waiting for the test results. It wasn’t the kind of love that wrapped you up in a blanket of peace when the pain of the world brought you to your knees. It was a version of love but it wasn’t God love.
In 2022, I started to look for God. I experienced a series of unfortunate events at that point in my life and I struggled to find peace. My good friend and some family members suggested that I seek God. They asked “what else do you have to lose?” Nothing. Besides my life, I had nothing left to lose. The first thing I did was watch a sermon on YouTube. As the sermon was ending, I heard a strong voice gently whisper my name. I knew it was God. I knew He was there waiting for me with arms wide open. I found my way home and discovered true love. God’s love.
Luke 15:6 KJV
6 And when he cometh home, he calleth together his friends and neighbours, saying unto them, Rejoice with me; for I have found my sheep which was lost.
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