Piper has a little friend. His name is Beckett.
Piper is not always very kind to Beckett.
Beckett will be standing still. Minding his own business. Being happy and content - a model citizen.
Piper approaches out of the shadowy background. She walks behind her young companion. And then, without provocation, Piper two-hand shoves Beckett.
It's awful. I am so embarrassed by her behavior. Ashamed. What in the world? Why would she do that? I scoop her up and take her off to the other room for some baby discipline.
But I don't stop loving her. When we are done with the discipline, I don't turn away from her affection. I welcome her next hug and kiss openly.
Because I love her.
Even if she shoves her friend, my friend's son.
I love Piper. She is my child.
And when she messes up, and I know she will, I keep loving her.
Not because she's good.
Not because she will never push Beckett again.
Just because she is mine.
She's my child.
And I love her.
Guess what this is just like?
Yeah. It all comes back to Him.
Do I even have to explain it?
Romans 8:37-39 No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us. For I am sure that neither death nor life, nor angels nor rulers, nor things present nor things to come, nor powers, nor height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God in Christ Jesus our Lord.