"...For God sees not as man sees, for man looks at the outward appearance, but the Lord looks at the heart."
I loved that I still had to start it with a key and not a button. I loved that the suspension was worn out just enough that it bounced like I was navigating medium chop in an old speed boat. I even loved that on long road trips, I felt the need to carry every possible car fluid imaginable to keep the engine running for the full trip.
The biggest reason I loved my 96 Regal so much was because it had a story. I bought it in 2006 from a friend's dad who was selling his grandmother's car. It was the classic "grandma car" story because it was ten years old and it only had 23K miles on it. I paid 3K cash for essentially a brand new car.
A few years later I rear ended another car and did some minor damage. Because of the car's age, my insurance company decided to total the car so my insurance company gave me a check for $3300.00. I went to a friend's garage and I paid him $300.00 to fix my 'totaled' car..and BOOM I was driving a free car and I drove it until we moved to Tennessee and I had to trade it in for something with a working air conditioner.
Most people would look at my car and it's peeling clear coat skin with hidden disgust but I saw it with smiling delight because I knew it's story.
I think that's how God sees us. He knows our story and so all the scars and blemishes that most would look at with judgement and disgust have become delightful and even beautiful to Him. The things about us that the world sneers at are often the things that God proudly smiles at because we are His and He knows our story.