I Just Wanted to be Liked

DadI don’t know.  I guess I was insecure as a teen.  I didn’t care about being cool or popular, I just wanted to be liked . . . so I did some really stupid, goofy things to get attention.

I had friends, my family loved me, but I suppose it mattered to me that everyone liked me, I mean not every single person, “I like Jeff,” but that I wasn’t disliked.  There were a few who didn’t.

That’s the most appealing thing about God to me.  He wants to be with me.  Let me explain.  To me, these are the most beautiful words in the world, Revelation 21:1-3:

1Then I saw a new heaven and a new earth, for the first heaven and the first earth had passed away, and there was no longer any sea. 2I saw the Holy City, the new Jerusalem, coming down out of heaven from God, prepared as a bride beautifully dressed for her husband. 3And I heard a loud voice from the throne saying, “Now the dwelling of God is with men, and he will live with them. They will be his people, and God himself will be with them and be their God.

Verse 3 means the most to me.  To someone who wanted to be liked and accepted, hearing that God wants to spend his time with me is huge.

We always think, God wants us to be with him and I know that’s true, but more impressive is that God loves me so much, and even likes me that he wants to spend eternity with me.  He wants to live with me . . . well he wants to live with us.

And a guy from the 70’s has to say “Cool!  I am liked and accepted.”


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