darkness, and know bone deep that God already knows we’re assholes, somehow loves us anyway, and calls us to love us too! — even knowing that we’ll continue to be broken and toxic and fickle. God doesn’t love our fickle toxicity, but loves and tends to the wounded heart at the center of it. In this love, God calls us to love and tend to our own wounded hearts so that we in our pain won’t cause pain to the wounded hearts around us.