I'm overweight. Jesus loves me.
I don't care anymore, or at least try not to. Sometimes Jesus loves me is all that gets me through a day.
I don't love me at an ideal weight or where I am now. Jesus does. Somehow that fact doesn't reach me in my core.
I don't care who knows it.
I just want to serve Jesus until He decides I've completed my race here on earth.
Would someone convince me why I should care?
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