Unconditional Love Awaits You

My beloved, I know you feel like everyone else is easier to love. You see them — confident,

composed, seemingly perfect — and then you look at yourself: still anxious,

still healing, still wondering if you’re too much or not enough. You ask if something

is wrong with you, if I could really love someone who still struggles, still doubts,

still breaks down when no one’s looking. But hear Me: I don’t love you because you’ve performed

well. I don’t love you because you have it all together. I love you because

you’re Mine. I see the parts of you you try to hide — the guilt, the insecurity,

the past you wish you could erase — and I stay. I don’t flinch at your flaws.