Instead, I live my life based on how I feel about myself. . .and truth to be honest; I dont love myself very much. . . AND I'm not good at loving myself when I try. Other people aren't good at loving me either, and I'm not good at loving other people.
But what good is it to focus on those things? What more do I need than the Love of the Father? Truth, I shouldn't need anything more. . .
He is jealous for me, loves like a hurricane, I am a tree
Bending beneath the weight of His wind and mercy
When all of a sudden I am unaware of these afflictions
Eclipsed by glory and I realize just how beautiful You are
And how great Your affections are for me
And oh, how He loves us, oh
Oh, how He loves us, how He loves us all