“God Loves Me”

This week a story from Dr. Maya Angelou came to me. I share it with you in hopes it brings you confidence and comfort. It comes from her book Wouldn’t Take Nothing For My Journey Now.

      “One day a teacher, Frederick Wilkerson, asked me to read to him. I was twenty-four, very erudite, very worldly. He asked that I read from Lessons in Truth, a section which ended with these words: “God loves me.” I read the piece and closed the book, and the teacher said, “Read it again.” I pointedly opened the book, and I sarcastically read, “God loves me.” He said, “Again.” After about the seventh repetition I began to sense that there might be truth in the statement, that there was a possibility that God really did love me. Me, Maya Angelou. I suddenly began to cry at the grandness of it all. I knew that if God loved me, then I could do wonderful things, I could try great things, learn anything, achieve anything. For what could stand against me with God, since one person, any person with God, constitutes the majority? That knowledge humbles me, melts my bones, closes my ears, and makes my teeth rock loosely in their gums. And it also liberates me. I am a big bird winging over high mountains, down into serene valleys. I am ripples of waves on silver seas. I’m a spring leaf trembling in anticipation.”

         Sometimes we forget to whom we belong. We forget the divine stamp upon us all. We forget what it means to be loved by our Creator.

As you go through the rest of your week, may this knowledge bring you joy. May you find strength and courage in knowing that God delights in you.

You are the light of the world.

Yours,

Lynne