How He Loves.

These words keep running through my head. Although I feel as if they are running through my heart:

"He loves us, oh how He loves us."

If I have seen anything this past week in Haiti, it has been the love of the LORD for His people. I've seen injured healed, hearts come to Christ, babies smile, children laugh, people worship. I've seen it all. But what I truly see in all of those things is love. I see the love that God has for His children displayed for all to see by His son dying on the cross for us. I see the His love being poured into and out of the Haitian people. I see love. Love from the LORD.

So here I am, just an average 20 year old woman in the midst of life. Surrounded by the love of Christ. I see it everywhere, in everything, in everyone. It is the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. I'm soaking up the love of my Savior. I'm longing to pour it out onto the people who need it the most. I find myself wrapped up in loving others and forgetting that I am loved as well. I am loved by the God of the universe. Without embracing His love, the love I give is limited. As this new week starts all I want to do is love. I want to love the way my Redeemer has shown me. I want to love unconditionally, wholeheartedly, unrestrained. And as I sit here, eyelids slowly closing, I hear a simple whisper:

"I love you, oh how I love you."