For me, loving God reminds me of the song “I Think I Love You” by the Partridge Family.
“I think I love you
So what am I so afraid of?
I’m afraid that I’m not sure of
A love there is no cure for”
This fear and sense of neglect is what keeps me cowering from the love of God, for which there is no cure. Even though I know nothing can separate us, I feel like one day I will run Him off or cause Him to wash his hands of me and that very thought is putting Lord in a box that he does not belong in. But through it all God is loving me so intensely in this moment and all that I want to do is smile. As I spend time alone with him, I see his majesty, hear his majesty; it’s in the mountains. His majesty is in the bold voices of local worship that echo through the empty halls of the seminary wrapping me in a palpable joy and love that could only come from the Father. Peace has surrounded me in these times alone. Even when I’m not focusing on Him, He is focusing on me—bombarding me. God you are so mighty and full of love my heart is yours above all else. You fill my heart so that it is never empty.
