around my neck, and said, "I love you, Mummy."
And I asked, in a moment of self indulgence, "Why do you love me?"
And she said, after a moment's thought, "because Jesus loves me anyway".
I am wary of over-interpreting the comments of a four-year-old, but
wouldn't it be great if we could all love others because Jesus loves
us. Not because they make us feel good or because they give us food
nor because they love us or because they are great or because they
love us back; but because Jesus loves us anyway. Then perhaps we
could love the unlovely, just the way He does.