When I was a little girl, I used to lay in bed at night and try to wrap my mind around the concept of God. How could His love for me have been, currently be, and last forever? Everything else had a beginning and end. My curious mind puzzled over this again and again. Not until I was expecting my first child did I find a small similarity: even before my daughter was born, I already loved her; If she were to leave me through death or abandonment, I would still love her. My love for her would last for as long as I lasted. Granted, my love for my child is not as vast as God’s love for us, but in faith I’ve come to believe He loved me before I came to be, that His love will always be with me (read Psalm 139 for confirmation of this). I might not be able to fully comprehend everything about God, but that doesn’t keep me from accepting the fact that He loves me unconditionally and without time constraints. His love for me makes me whole.