CAN I BE LOVED?

“Will you marry me?” He held out a velvet box with a promise that appeared too good to be true.

I threw it back at him as tears stung my eyes. “Very funny!” 

Everything in me longed to take that ring and put it on my finger. But an awful question haunted me back then. 

And even though I finally said, "Yes," that same question comes back to me in the middle of the night. 

"Can I be loved? Am I really enough?" 

My heart cannot rest until it knows the final answer. 

Is it "Yes or no?" Someone, please tell me. I toss and turn, so tired of the “maybes.”

When I was a child, Jesus said, “YES!” And I believed Him.

Yet time muffled that sweet sound. Then the world shouted “NO” from caskets and hospital beds, empty bottles, and broken dreams that dangled from a rear view mirror.

But even in the carnage, the faintest “yes” still beats soft and steady beneath.

I press my ear to the rubble to hear it. 

I open my Bible to read the words spoken from an old rugged cross.  

There, the Savior shouted, “YES, my dear! A million, billion times YES! I love you. I want you. Here I am.”

It’s almost too good to be true, and true things are hard to accept in this world.

And yet Truth waits for each heart to respond while the Bridegroom holds out the “YES!” that cost Him every last cent He had.

Who could say,”no” to a “YES” like that?

So I said, “Okay! I’ll take that YES for the rest of my life.”

And added my “AMEN” to the glory of God.

“For the Son of God, Jesus Christ, who was preached among you…was not “yes” and “no," but in Him, it has always been “yes." 

For no matter how many promises God has made, they are “YES” in Christ, and so through Him the Amen is spoken by us, to the glory of God.”

2 Corinthians 1:19-20 NIV