Here you come again, raising trouble in my comments section I know I can always count on you To be the final word on public health, religion, and elections You even brought a YouTube clip for proof I want to bring the heat I stop and take a beat I type, then I delete Until I find a way to say a kind thing without lying Yes, Jesus loves you, and I'm trying They say that every family has to have that one obnoxious uncle You have the distinction of being mine Lame magic tricks and politics, big stories about how you're humble When it's time to eat, you cut in line The first one back for more, the last one out the door It's been that way since the divorce So I'll laugh at the jokes you tell to keep yourself from crying Yes, Jesus loves you, and I'm trying It's less about a feeling More about deciding And that's not always easy to do Maybe love is most alive in me when it feels the most like dying If I say I love the One who died for you It might help if I believed it for me too It's like the song says, "It begins right here with the man in the mirror" If I hope to love my neighbor well 'Cause I've lived long enough to learn the faults I find in others Are the same things I don't like about myself My shame goes on parade When I need someone to blame But grace whispers my name God, help me speak these words into the parts of me I'm hiding Yes, Jesus love me Yes, Jesus loves me Yes, Jesus loves me And I'm trying