Crazy Love

I started to read the book Crazy Love yesterday. I cannot put it down. Every page has a new conviction, and I know that I have completely lost sight of God and His love for me. But the funny thing is that it is not about me! This life, this world is so filled with billions of other people that why would my life matter. The millions of galaxies flooding the universe, who am I? But, God's love is so indescribable and so incredible that He loves me... let me make sure you got this, He loves ME! He loves an individual out of the billions with the same closeness, and unfathomly more so, of a mother or father. ME! It is His choice, and only He can know why. It is such a hummbling thought to know that the God of the universe loves me so much, more than anyone else, even died for me and went to hell to rescue me, and all He wants is to get to know me and to love me more one on one... and yet I don't even give Him that. Time is what I have, and I keep it to myself. How selfish, inconsiderate, and insanely stupid am I? God is LOVE, yet all I want from Him is forgiveness.