Fix Me

My wife has this little bump on her nose that I think is just adorable.  I think her nose was injured at some point which is how she got it.  I’m pretty sure she thinks it makes her less attractive.  I think it’s cute.

My wife has many flaws.  Some are not cute.  I have many, many flaws.  Some of them are downright frightening.  I am the worst as a husband when I am trying to fix her.  She is at her worst when she tries to fix me.  We are truly at our best when we see only the good.

It is when we are most like God.

Tonight I was praying through some of my flaws.  I cried out for what seems like the millionth time for God to fix me, make me whole.  His response shocked me and brought me to tears.

“I’m not interested in ‘fixing’ you,” the Great I AM said.  My lover, my Husband, my King does not want to fix me?!

“I am only interested in loving you.”

But I am broken, I am hurt and ruined.  That should make Him love me less.

But, it doesn’t.

But I need healing, I need help, I need fixing.

You will find it all, and more, in My love.

“Perfect love casts out fear.”

“Love covers a multitude of sins.”

“We are more than conquerors through Him who loved us…”

“Nothing can separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus.”

I could go on.  But, right now, I’m tired.  I think I’m going to just rest a bit.