God remembered us when we were down, His love never quits. – Psalm 136:23 (Msg)
I saw this verse in Kay Warren‘s status update today, and right as I started to click away I had to pause and read it again. Sometimes I have a lot to say about what I read and how it speaks to me. Today this one just meant a lot just by virtue of what it says: God remembered us when we were down, and His love never quits.
When I was sick, I was “down.” I lost my health, a whole lot of money, my possessions (long story involving moving into a cheaper apartment and surviving a terrible freak insect infestation), friendships, relationships, you name it, I lost it. I think at the lowest point, I was sleeping on the floor for weeks and living out of bags.
I will tell you the whole story someday, unless you knew me during the “bug incident of 2009” as I like to call it – in which case you’ve heard it ten thousand times.
Just weeks after that experience, I’d moved into a beautiful Victorian home in one of my favorite neighborhoods in New York City, and over the next few months friends showered me with love by donating furniture and clothing, the CEO of my former company sent me an air conditioner as a house warming present, and God met all of my needs. Every single one of them. He remembered me when I was down, and His love never quit.
Three years later, I’m preparing to move out of that beautiful house that God picked out for me at my lowest point and in with the love of my life. In less than two months I’m going to walk down the aisle and marry that man. I’m even closer with the wonderful friends who stepped up to help me in my time of need. I have a wonderful church, and I’m a little bit stronger and a little bit healthier with every year.
Am I perfect? Not even close. But His love is giving me hope and joy and motivation to continue moving forward even when I slip back up again.
His love never quits.