A little before 4AM yesterday, I went to the rumpus room to listen to the scripture on tape and to sleep. As I lay down I was talking aloud to God. As I sometimes do, I was voicing my displeasure with my many failings. For instance, I had still had not sent the card I have for my dear friend Dan regarding the loss of his mother. I said to God, “I don’t know why you put up with me.”

I reached to turn on the cassette player and thought, “Maybe He’ll tell me.” The first words I heard were from the last supper, spoken of John as he lay against Jesus, “… his disciple whom Jesus loved.”  Wow! Can it be that he loves me? John knew it and it emboldened him to move in close to the greatest love the world has ever known. That is exactly where I want to be and where I want to stay – leaning on Jesus. I love you, Lord. Thank you for putting up with me. Thanks for loving me.