Winter afternoon.

Beloved: greatly loved; dear to the heart.

My name: Amy. It means beloved.

It’s taken me years to rest in knowing I am loved because I am His. His love is not based on how well I perform. The struggle of perfection stealing true worth. Only through the eyes of experience can I now see that struggle for what it was — a lie.

I named myself imperfect instead of believing I was loved.

Lies bombard our thoughts hoping to replace the truth of His grace so I remind myself that He names us. The lies sound so much louder than truth.

Yes, He gives us names. Too often, though, we forget these names. We listen to other voices besides His and the names filled with lies.

Not good enough. Worthless. Hopeless. Unworthy. Unredeemable. Imperfect. Broken. Unloved.

Instead He tells us: You are good enough. You are worthy. You have hope. You are redeemed. You are perfected in Christ.

You are loved.

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