Love versus Law

I'm finding that my views on Christianity and what it means to be a believer of Christ is changing the older I get. I remember as a little girl, laying in my bed at night, praying and asking God to forgive me of my sins because I was afraid that if the rapture happened in the middle of the night that I wouldn't be taken to heaven because I had sinned that day. I was consumed with the fact that I was breaking the "law" of the Bible. I felt the constant need to be good, to try to measure up. After all, Christians are supposed to look different, right? But as I have gotten older, and as I have dug into the Bible to find the truth and what it means to me, I have seen that the New Testament isn't full of the law. It's full of love. The truth is, I don't care who you are, your life is never going to look the way it should. I'm always going to struggle with wanting to be about myself.
This morning, I was reading in 1 Timothy chapter 1. Paul says "the goal of this command is love, which comes with a pure heart, and a good conscience, and a sincere faith." That really is the goal. It's all about love. Christ's love that He so abundantly and graciously poured out on us. And we don't deserve it. When we experience His love, the pure heart, the good conscience, and the sincere faith comes with it. It's a natural work that Christ's love does in our hearts and lives. It changes us. I'm so thankful that it has and will continue to change me. I can go to sleep at night and rest easy that his sacrifice and my acceptance of it has made me righteous in his sight. He doesn't see my dirty sinful life anymore. He sees me clean, washed white by his perfect sacrifice.