“You don’t even know…”
These words came from my husband as he attacked my cheeks
with kisses. He was implying that I don’t understand his deep passion, love,
and commitment to me. And I don’t. Although I understand what he means, it’s
not a phrase that I can fully comprehend. In that moment, hearing him say those
words, I heard those words from my father. “You don’t even know… how much I
love you, how much you’re worth, how much you cost, how severing your sin is,
how great Jesus’ victory is on your behalf, how much grace there is for you…”
It’s true. I really don’t know.
