I've been fighting with my mom pretty much non-stop since May.  I don't know why, but we seem to disagree on every single little thing..  She used to call me every single day at least three times a day, until I rudely asked her to stop calling me every day and to try to reduce it to only a few times a week, if even that.  She drives me insane, and I'm pretty sure the feeling's mutual.  She gets mad at me for every single little thing I do or don't do, and vice versa.

But suddenly I'm reminded of the Father's love.  I think of how He calls us, every moment of every day, to see how we're doing.  He just wants to talk to us, to listen to us, to love us, and to have us love Him in return.  He wants us to tell Him how our days have been, He wants us to hear what He has to say.  He gives us advice, because He knows what's best for us.  He gets angry at us and disciplines us, but only because we're so rebellious... we're so stupid and we ignore Him and brush Him off, we rush through our conversations with Him, we ignore the advice He gives us because we think we know better, and most of all, we forget.  We forget that He loves us as much as He does.  We forget that He gets hurt whenever we fight Him and rebel against him.. when all He wants to do is love us and give us what's best for us....

I am the worst daughter.  To both my Father in heaven and to my own mother.  I don't deserve either of their love.