(She Loves Me) Like Jesus Does

I’m a long gone Waylon song on vinyl.
I’m a back row sinner at a tent revival.
She believes in me like she believes her Bible.
She loves me like Jesus does.

I’m a left foot leaning on a souped up Chevy.
I’m a good ole boy drinkin’ whiskey and rye on the levee.
But she carries me when my sins make me heavy.
She loves me like Jesus does.

All the crazy in my dreams,
Both my broken wings,
Every single piece of everything I am.
She knows the man I ain’t,
She forgives me when I can’t.
That devil, man, he don’t stand a chance.
She loves me like Jesus does.

~ Casey Beathard/Monty Criswell

If they could only use one phrase, what would you like folks to say about you? I found my phrase in a country song playing on the radio on a one and a half- laned road in Texas.

I was channel surfing stations while driving my souped up Chevy (it’s a Silverado with duallys so I guess that’s only semi-souped) down miles of really far back, back roads. Channel surfing in southern Texas means Classic Country, Hot Country, My Country, Top Country, Hit Country or Talk Radio.

Talk Radio was out. I don’t much care for Talk Radio. Talk Radio seems to be mostly a mash-up of shtick and insults. So the only choice was which kind of Country and I’m rusty on that one.

I mostly listen to Vivaldi and Rachmaninoff at home, not because I’m sophisticated, but because I can’t do two things at once anymore. If there are lyrics then I’mΒ listening, which means I can’t read or write or talk much. But on the road, with no other words streaming in, I can drive and listen to music that has lyrics.

The Seek button stopped on Hit Country. The song that was just beginning was Loves Me Like Jesus.

If I hadn’t been halfway lost on my way to the dentist, I would have pulled off the road just to listen and maybe pray. This is what I want people to think when they think of me, to say when they talk about me.

She forgives me when I can’t.

She carries me when my sins make me heavy.

She loves me like Jesus does.

I’m not there yet, but that’s my one phrase. That’s love wrapped in grace.


I’m including a YouTube video for those of you who want to hear the rest of the lyrics and the beat behind the message.

Author: Debbie

A former counselor and public speaker, I'm grateful for many, many things - God's grace most of all!

20 thoughts on “(She Loves Me) Like Jesus Does”

  1. Press on sister because you are having more impact that you know!!
    I was looking forward to hearing but no sound. Will have to revisit the 1 1/2 lanes again. On the road again….I can’t wait to get on the road again…..

    1. What a fantastic goal. Pursuit describes me as well. Being a “shocked child” growing up, i understand and can cope with the MEGA dysfunctions of life … it’s the little things that are hard to love, sometimes … but I’ve been told to be patient and loving and thinking “grace thoughts” and “things” will work out. πŸ™‚

      Hee haw, kickin’ some shit with ya on the Country radio!

      1. Hey, Howdy Mel!
        I don’t know why I didn’t see this comment sooner?
        It’s interesting (and true for me, too) that we can seemingly breeze through the HUGE things and then trip over a twig
        (or in my case, trip over nothing, literally, and rip my meniscus!) πŸ˜€
        I know you’re not a Country Music fan, but if I ever write another post for Fork, I’m going to use a Blake Sheldon song that SO describes my strange life here on the ranch!

  2. Our Heavenly Father always finds a way to remind his children how we’re supposed to treat each other…… Even using country radio stations. πŸ™‚ Thanks for the reminder to step it up in love, mercy, and grace. Blessings to you.

    1. Hello Leslie!
      Thank you for sharing here and welcome to TMG!
      Yes! Our Father is continually and gently reminding us of His call to love others like He loves us! And I need all the reminders.
      I want to be a gracious about giving grace as I am greedy about receiving it!

  3. Wow Debbie. This is powerful. Agreed, the question that pops to mind for me too is one of what ought to come to mind for those who know us. If we really live what we believe, would people not have some sense at least of feeling they were loved like Jesus does? And if not, what are we actually doing and how is it that we are Chistlike?

    1. Oh Chaz –
      It seems like it should be just natural, you know?
      I love Jesus, so I should be loving like Jesus.
      Sometimes I do (sort of) with friends and family and people I like.
      And sometimes, when I come up against meanness and hatred – well, not so much. I’m inclined to avoid rather than engage.
      But I am convinced of the truth of the calling and continue to pray for a heart like that.

    1. Hey jel!
      I needed to Google the lyrics since I didn’t quite get them all the first time.
      It was even more convicting when I sat quietly and thought about loving like that.

  4. Oh WOW, I got all teary over this–what a wonderful, and succinct, message of grace. I’m praying fervently that God will (quickly) mold me into one who “loves like Jesus does”. I do so well in the abstract–not so great, in the real. Thank you for this, Debbie. God bless you, and Happy Mother’s Day! love, sis Caddo-Jael

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