Relentless

Your love is relentless.

the worship team down on stage sang the lyrics repeatedly while I stood in the darkened theater, tears streaming down my face.

Relentless.

I took that in. I felt it. I let the awesomeness of that truth sink into my shattered heart.

I stood there in a strange new place among voices I didn’t know singing around me, and cried. Because God was telling me he loved me. And His love is relentless. He pursues me. This is about Him, not about me. He chooses to pursue me.

And I needed to hear that. I needed to know that he pursues me.

I felt so rejected, so broken, so unwanted. Unloved.

I had been neglected by the man I loved, replaced in his heart with another. Someone more attractive, more appealing, more enticing than the same ol’ same ol’ he’s been sleeping beside for 21 years.

I had become commonplace. Boring. And he stopped looking at me, and chose someone else.

But God was telling me that His love is drastically different. Better.

Relentless.

Your love is relentless.

And in the darkness He gathered the broken pieces of my heart and held them together, and hugged me.