I was no angel. I certainly wasn’t behaving like Miss Goody Two-Shoes. I wasn’t feeding the homeless or singing in the church choir. I wasn’t meditating, reflecting or kneeling at a pew. Nope, God didn’t lovingly show up during anything like that. When God showed up I was crouched over a toilet, throwing up from too much booze. Hair disheveled. Shirt inside out. Dirty. Rancid. Alone. That was when God showed up. And I sensed Him. And I desperately needed Him. And He wasn’t angry or embarrassed. He was merciful & still unconditionally in love with his girl. This God loves you too. So wherever you are (& if you are ready) He will lovingly show up for you, too.
“But God showed his great love for us by sending Christ to die for us while we were still sinners.” Romans 5:8