The truth is we don't. We don't deserve Him. We don't deserve His forgiveness over and over and over again for things that we know are wrong and still do. We don't deserve for Him to still be there when we didn't listen and went the other way. When we abandon Him, we don't deserve to come back. We don't deserve to be greeted with open arms. But that's just it, we don't deserve Him, but He is there anyway.
I keep wondering why God is still around. I don't deserve Him, yet there He is. A love that I cannot fathom, a love that I cannot understand. He sees me, not what I have done. He sees the real me. The one that struggles to take a breath. The part of me that no one sees. The one who tries to do the right thing and yet it backfires. The one whose words get misunderstood. He knows what is in my heart. He knows how much I love Him.
He overlooks my mistakes, and see straight through to my heart. I will never be one mistake away from Him leaving me. He loves me that much. "From one scared hand to the other."
New International Version (NIV)
23 For the wages of sin is death, but the gift of God is eternal life in[a] Christ Jesus our Lord.
16 For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.