Unworthy.

I feel like a dirty rag. I can't even sleep because I feel so unworthy. Why does God love me? I screw up more than I should. I say things, I think things, I listen to things, I do things that aren't pleasing to Him on a daily basis and He still loves me. I almost get mad at Him for loving me so much. Is this crazy? I know He sent His son to die on a cross for all the sins I'll ever commit in my lifetime but I just don't understand how someone could be so forgiving and gentle. I guess it's because Jesus isn't a "someone." He's the Son of God. He puts me in my place when I get out of hand. He convicts me when I ignore His voice. He calls me out when I give Satan room to think in my thoughts. He picks me up when I fall flat on my face. He wipes away my tears when I secretely cry at night. He tucks me in when I feel alone. He takes my hand when I feel lost. He makes me laugh when things get stressful. He holds my heart when someone/thing breaks it. He gives me strength when I am weak. He gives me hope when I have none. He shows  me His love when even I don't understand why. He wipes my slate clean when I'm doubtful. He makes me white as snow when I am feeling like a dirty rag. I guess that's why He loves me. Simply because He just loves me. And I don't need to look too far into it. God's love is unexplainable, uncomprehendable, unimaginable and all of the above. Accept the fact that Jesus Christ is crazy about you and go to bed. Okay goodnight.