I Love You

My child, I love you,
No matter what you say or do;
You can sin every day.
You can even hate Me too. 

You don't have to do anything
To make Me love you more;
You don't have to go to church
Or give to the poor. 

Neither will I love you less
If you don't do holy things;
My child, because of you,
My heart always sings. 

I don't burn with anger
Or punish when you sin;
I don't expect you to be perfect
In this fallen world you're in.
 
But, do I want you to live right?
Well, of course I do;
I want the best for My children,
As parents want too. 

Whatever you do in life,
Whether you walk in love or not;
When you sin, I'll still love you,
As though I forgot. 

My love doesn't change.
It was, is, and will be;
It isn't like human love.
It's perfect-you see. 

I look at you, and smile.
My thoughts of you are many;
You're My treasured creation.
A masterpiece unlike any.
 
My child, I love you,
No matter what you've said or done;
Simply because you're My daughter,
And My son.


By Jennifer O'Connor