Loved

Faith stepped out of the house alone with her soccer ball and sighed. Ever since her brothers had been born, her parents were always distracted. The twins always needed something, and it didn't feel like her parents had any time for her.Faith had thought it might be fun to start playing soccer, but whenever she asked her dad to practice with her, he always said he was busy.It's not fair! Faith thought as she kicked the ball against the side of the house. No one loves me anymore.Her uncle's pickup pulled into the driveway, and Faith sighed again as he got out. "You're here to see the twins?" she asked."To see all of you." Her uncle walked over to her. "Playing soccer?"Faith shrugged. "I was going to practice to see if I'm good enough for the team, but Dad doesn't have time to help me. He never does anymore." Her eyes filled with tears. "I think he just loves the twins now and not me.""That's not true," Uncle Rick said. "He still loves you.""It doesn't feel like it." Faith sniffled. "It doesn't feel like anyone loves me anymore.""A lot of people do. I do." Uncle Rick put his hand on her head. "Something to remember though when it feels like people don't love you is that God always does. His love is bigger and better than any love we can get from anyone else."Faith rested her foot on the soccer ball. "I guess I wasn't thinking about that.""God's love is high and deep and wide," Uncle Rick said. "No matter what people do to disappoint you or make you feel unloved, you can count on His love. Jesus loves you so much He died for you. He will always be there for you and care for you when others let you down.""Thanks," Faith said. Thinking about it made her feel a little better."Now, why don't I go inside and see if I can convince your dad to play soccer with us?" Uncle Rick said.Faith smiled. "Really?"Uncle Rick nodded. "I can try."Faith hugged her uncle. "Thanks, Uncle Rick. And thanks for listening to me and reminding me that I'm loved." –Bethany Acker