It doesn't matter what we do or don't do, God loves us. That's grace.
Being home with my children has been very difficult but it has also given me a glimpse of how God loves me.
Last night as my husband and I were walking upstairs to head to bed I passed by my daughter's bedroom. I heard her gentle breathing and saw the rise of her chest as she slept. I couldn't help but go to her room to watch her for a bit. Her eyes were closed and she lay very still. The only sound was her breathing. I kneeled by her bed to watch her. I couldn't help but marvel at her. This child is mine. This beautiful little girl doesn't care about the mistakes I make, the control I lose, the punishment I give. She is mine and she loves me. She only wants me to love her back. She only wants to feel secure, she wants to know she's taken care of.
This is a picture of our relationship with God. He never sleeps, I like to go to sleep thinking my Heavenly Father is standing right next to my bed with His gentle hand on my head watching me sleep and marveling that I'm His. I like to fall asleep knowing I'm protected. I'm safe. I'm loved. All I want is for Him to love me, I don't care about anything else I just want to know I'm secure with Him.
As we are right now in this very moment whatever we're doing, God loves us. We are all sinners, none of us are good. But we are loved. My children misbehave every single day. But that doesn't make me love them any less. This is how God is with us. We misbehave every single day, while He may not approve of our behavior He never never turns His love away. There is fresh grace every single moment of the day. We just have to take possesion of it. I'm so greatful for Him showing me how He loves me in the way my children and I interact. God is so good.