What is man, that thou art mindful of him? and the son of man, that thou visitest him? Psalms 8:4

I think who am I that Jesus would lay His life down for me? Why did he even bother? When I meet someone on the street, who doesn’t look right, dirty hair, filthy clothes or acting different I have to remind myself that Jesus died for him or her too. When someone hurts me or offends me in anyway, the last thing I want to remember is that God loves that one too. What is man? One who Gods loves very much, despite of our humanity.