Last week one of the precious children at my church handed me the picture above in the most beautiful, hand decorated envelope.
I knew from the start whatever was inside was going to be great, because of the love that was written all over the outside. But, oh no, as you can tell, it was better than great! I mean, seriously, how cute is the spelling of Jesus’ name. A friend of mine was standing next to me when I received the letter and the word, “Awwwwww,” came out of us in unison as we read it.
I kept my treasure close by all day, showing it with pride. My heart was overwhelmed with love for the One it was written about as well as the one who wrote it.
Someone I showed it to commented, “I don’t think Jesus cares how His name is spelled.”
Truer words have rarely been spoken.
Jesus doesn’t care how you spell His name when it’s spelled with love. He cares that we know His name. He cares that we take the time to tell Him. He cares that we share that love with others. He cares about our hearts, he cares about us–his children who love Him.
“I love Geses.”
I hope you do, too.