Jesus, You loved me before I ever looked Your way 🥹❤️
When I was lost, You called me “found”
When I was broken, You called me “beloved”
When I ran, You didn’t chase with anger—You pursued with mercy. Your love found me in my mess,
held me in my shame,
and whispered, “You’re still Mine.” How could I not love You back?
How could my heart not respond to a love like Yours? You loved me into wholeness.
You loved me into freedom.
You loved me until I finally believed I was worth loving. And...
