If “beloved” is the name by which God knows me, I cannot know God or myself except to the degree that I truly and securely live in and live out that name. I must stop trying to prove to myself that I am thus loved in order to hear both the lyric and the music in my soul from the voice of God that he loves me with infinite intensity.
This does not usually…
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