• How, then, can He not love me?

     God is the One Who created me, Who formed and fashioned me from the dust of the earth. He knew me and loved me even before I was born. He knows, He remembers me from the time that I was just a layer of dust. He has not forgotten that, before he breathed into me the spirit of life (cf. Gen 2:7), I was a clod of earth, a patch of mud, a lump of clay scooped from the ground that sat awkwardly on His potter’s wheel. He was the one Who shaped and molded me in the womb of His hands, it was He Who designed all the details of my body. How, then, can He not love me?

    -Geronda Aimilianos of Simonopetra, Psalms and the Life of Faith.


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