Who are you... really? A TERRIBLE sinner. And yet, God loves you anyway. You should be so grateful.
Similar things are said by the drunk dude in a ragged t-shirt clutching a belt over a whimpering child.
I used to think of myself as a sinner. I thought of how often I let God down. I believed wrong behavior was my defining characteristic.
Then I discovered it was all contrived. Once out of the faith, I realized it is massively infrequent when I cause pain or harm to another human being.... in fact, most of my day is spent giving good turns and encouragement to everyone around me.... yet I spent decades believing there was something inherently wrong with me.
I have covered this topic on my blog a few times in the past. A Christian wrote me, expressing sorrow that this has been my experience in Church. They told me Jesus loves me and is not the god I had been told about.
I went to their church website and listened to a random sermon. The pastor went on and on about our sin and that it is only through Jesus that we can become acceptable to God.
Like a battered and bruised woman telling the cops that her husband really does love her, this Christian could not help but declare God innocent - all the while enduring abuse from the pulpit.