Sometimes there are days when all you want to do is get to the end of it. Now, I’m not talking about those ugly, no-good, terrible, very-bad days, but I’m talking about some of those regular, ho-hum days where you just can’t seem to get any traction.

I don’t know about you, but I am not a stranger to those days. They are sometimes frequent and always draining, when no amount of energy can be mustered to pull myself up by my bootstraps and put my nose to the grindstone.

No. Those days are days when, no matter how hard I try to ignore it, I’m confronted with the truth that I am human. I am imperfect and I need Jesus.

Those are the days when I want to crawl in bed and watch Netflix on my phone. That I want to go to bed at noon and try again tomorrow.

But you know what? Even on those days, Jesus loves me. And that’s what I have the hardest time remembering.

I am not what I do.
I am not what I accomplish.
I am not what I look like.
I am not how lazy I feel.
I am not disposable.

No. Even when I am at low points, I am loved.

I am loved because of Him.

He loved me first. Before I ever did anything of note. Before I ever tried to comb my hair or wipe the crumbs from my face.

I am loved because of Him. I needed that reminder today, and I thought you might need it, too. So here it is:

YOU ARE LOVED. Just as you are.

That, my friend, is good news. In fact, it’s such good news it’s hard to wrap your head around, but that doesn’t make it any less true.

You’re loved even if there are piles of dishes in your sink and dirty laundry littering your floor. You are loved if you don’t cross one thing off your to-do list.

You are loved. I forget this often, so I give you permission — actually I beg you — to keep reminding me.