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Like You Love Me

"You give the sparrows everything they need
You light the stars and you paint the leaves
You clothe the lilies with your majesty
And you don't even love them like you love me" ~ "Like You Love Me" - Tauren Wells

    From the first time I heard this song, I absolutely loved it. Sure, the melody is catchy and fun to dance to, but that's not the reason. This song is a great reminder of an even greater truth: God loves people more than any other thing He created.

    This song is based on Matthew 6:25-34. Part of the Sermon on the Mount, this passage is about trusting God rather than worrying. Jesus teaches that God feeds the sparrows and clothes the lilies more beautifully than any human being could ever be dressed. In saying this, Jesus was assuring us that we had no need to worry about anything because the God who cares even about the birds and the flowers will care even more about us because He made us in His image.

    Now, I know from experience that this is much easier said than done. I had read this passage many times before I ever heard the song, but it never kept me from worrying before. I find that music helps to etch God's words into my heart even deeper than simply reading them does, but I still struggle sometimes. I try hard not to worry about anything, but I find myself doing it anyway. It can be hard to surrender control, but it is necessary. As it says in the song, "Every second thought about tomorrow's wasted time." I don't want to spend my life wasting time, and with God's help, I don't have to. Neither do you. 

    So, if you're like me and struggle to stop worrying, please give this song a listen if you haven't already, and re-read the passage in Matthew as well. Then next time you're tempted to worry, let the words of the passage and the song serve as a reminder to bring your worries to God and surrender them knowing that He will get you through anything you may face.

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