Invaluable, Perfect, Loved

You are not infallible, but you are invaluable.

You are not perfect, but you are priceless.

You are not lost, and you are loved beyond measure.

The paradox of man is that without God, we are nothing.

But to God... we are everything.

To Him we are (as Emma Woodhouse) faultless in spite of our faults.

We are His children. We are His work and His glory.

We are the dust of the earth... and the salt of it.

We are prodigal and chosen.

We are worth more than we can ever know.

More than many sparrows, far above rubies, more than the life of the only begotten son.

 We have heard all of this before.
Isn't it about time we started believing it?