December Eleventh. Twenty-Thirteen.

"Now before the feast of passover, when Jesus knew that his hour had come to depart out of this world to the Father, having loved his own who were in the world, he loved them to the end.”
-John 13:1

He loved them to the end.
He loved us to the end.
He loved me to the end.

This is beautiful. I am a sinner. I am full of flaws. I am ashamed of the ways that I reject Jesus on a daily basis. There are many ways that I fail to show Jesus my love. I am so far from perfect.

Yet, Jesus still loves me. He loves me to the very end…and I feel like that is quite possibly the most comforting thought in the world.



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