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Be known for being loved by God.

What do people say about you? How do they describe you? Obviously, it's hard for an individual to know exactly what kind of reputation he/she holds, but generally speaking, what are you known for?
When your name comes up in conversations what comes to mind?

Finally, what do you want to be known as?

A risk taker? The girl who dresses weird? A guy who always laughs? Someone who wears a lot of bracelets? Someone who travels? A Christian?

 How about this: Be known for being loved by God. This concept has nothing to do with what we personally do. This love was poured down on us with out us asking, nor striving, reaching for it. It was a free gift by God. All the other descriptions always have something to do with US, OUR doing, even being called a Christian. Because we know sometimes people can look "christian" dress "christian" and act "christian" therefore gaining the reputation of "yep, that guy is a christian." But personally I want to be known as someone whom God loves. A loved one by God. I want it to be so evident that I am just so wretched, not deserving of a life, yet because of the love of God I live, I live freely. I want people to see me struggle, to see my shortcomings, and yet in the midst of it all I want them to see the love of God.

In the midst of me trying to achieve a goal, striving to accomplish something in life, I want the love of God be displayed.

That's it.

Our love for Him is fickle, our love strays, our Christian walk is so imperfect, and our hearts are so dark- yet the love of God is perfect, with perfect intentions, unchanging. So don't tell people who you are a person, but tell them how much God loves you. Be known for being loved by God.


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