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Some days I forget how beloved my children are, or should be. Covered in my love, showered in it, surrounded by it, but man, some days are just HARD. How do you love the unlovable, as in behavior? (she asks, as her unattended children bicker in the next room)
And yet, towering above the annoyance and aggravation, there it is: the unconditional, forever-and-always love of a mother standing guard. It reminds me that these children are answers to prayer, that just like Hannah, I prayed for each one and the Lord granted them to me. That reminder helps the love flow more freely.
Beloved reminds me of the book “The Velveteen Rabbit”. When you are beloved, you are real to those who love you and though the edges may get shabby, the ones who love you, to whom you are beloved, they don’t notice it very much.
“Real isn’t how you are made,’ said the Skin Horse. ‘It’s a thing that happens to you. When a child loves you for a long, long time, not just to play with, but REALLY loves you, then you become Real.’
‘Does it hurt?’ asked the Rabbit.
‘Sometimes,’ said the Skin Horse, for he was always truthful. ‘When you are Real you don’t mind being hurt.’
‘Does it happen all at once, like being wound up,’ he asked, ‘or bit by bit?’
‘It doesn’t happen all at once,’ said the Skin Horse. ‘You become. It takes a long time. That’s why it doesn’t happen often to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept. Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don’t matter at all, because once you are Real you can’t be ugly, except to people who don’t understand.” – Margery Williams
You are beloved by the Father and so am I. He doesn’t mind if we lose little pieces or our fur gets rubbed off. He sees us as we really are, and to Him we are His Beloved.