i remember it so vividly, like it was yesterday. i was about 22, in the shower [i know] where all the best thinking and praying happens, and trying to figure out what i could do to feel like God really loved me. i knew He loved me because i had heard it all my life but i just couldn't shake this feeling that there was something more i could do to make sure. really, i was searching for something that could help me feel like i was worthy of His love . i'm not sure why God chose that day in the shower to finally let it sink in like it did, but this little thought flickered through my scattered brain: there is nothing i could do [or not do] to make God love me any less. He loves me because HE.IS.LOVE. it's just that simple. there's nothing in me that changed His mind or recommended me to Him. He just loves because that's Who He is. and then this second part hit me even harder, because i've always been the good girl who thought i had to earn God's G...