I just got back from a run. I didn't run very far, but I also haven't run in a long time, so I was still fairly gross when I got back. On top of that, it has been raining off and on all morning, so the ground was mud. I walked into the cafeteria to grab lunch to bring back to my room and ran into a friend, who immediately walked up to me and hugged me. I recoiled as most people do when they are sweaty and being hugged, explained my (rather obvious) situation of being covered in mud and sweat. My friend didn't care, but hugged me anyways, at which point I accepted and returned the hug.
God does this all the time. I am constantly covered in the sin I have been rolling around in, but He doesn't care. He keeps me embraced in His arms regardless. Sometimes I draw back and explain to God that I am dirty and He should probably let me shower before He decides to hug me. God doesn't want to do that though. He takes me as I am, covered in sin and slime, and He embraces me.
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