I will post an update on my surgery and recovery soon (spoiler alert: I'm doing well), but I have something else on my heart today.
Having a mastectomy is hard in a lot of different ways. Obviously, it's major surgery, so it's a physical challenge. But in my experience, it's much more difficult emotionally. I may go into detail someday about all that, but it's still a little too fresh and "in the moment" to really deal with yet. So, in essence, the past few days have been challenging.
But God showed me such an awesome comparison last night that I just couldn't wait to share it.
There are no words to describe how awesome Burge has been through all this. He has been my rock, and I am so blessed to have him for a partner. He really, really meant it when he vowed almost 14 (!!) years ago to honor me for better or worse, in sickness and health. I love him so much more now, right this instant, than I did when we married all those years ago, and I didn't think that was possible. He has done and said all the right things at the perfect moments, and I know it's because he loves me and is listening to the prodding of the Holy Spirit.
So here's the deal...
I am wounded. Broken. Scarred. A big ol' mess. But Burge loves me anyway. Why? Because he sees me through his love. His commitment. His covenant with me and God. I am his bride.
That's the way Christ sees us.
We are all wounded. Broken. Scarred. Hot messes. But Christ loves us anyway. Because He sees us through His love. His Covenant with us. His Blood.
We are His bride.
How amazing is that?!?
I can never thank Him enough for loving me just as I am, scars and all. And I can't thank Burge enough for loving me, and being such an example of Christ to me.