I know I say it a lot – but we are so perfectly loved.
I love my parents. And they love each other so much.
But I’ve noticed that when my dad does something for my mom, to express his love, he often does something that would make him feel loved – versus expressing his love according to her love language. And vice versa.
There’s a bit of incongruence that happens here, since my mom doesn’t necessarily experience love the same way dad does. And so, while their intentions are perfect, their actions aren’t always a perfect reflection of their intention.
Gary Chapman may have been one of the first to discuss our love languages a good deal. I’m a fan.
(http://www.fivelovelanguages.com/)
And as I’ve pondered this ‘imperfect’ love, I find God’s character as our Creator begins to pop.
Over the past few months, I’ve found myself floored by how loved I can feel in a moment. It’s a love that I think no human can perfectly express.
I’m so fickle. My needs, my desires, my wants are constantly changing. I could never expect anyone on this Earth to keep up, to know what I’m feeling in a moment, and to know how to love me perfectly. There are times when I’m lonely, and want to be engaged and reminded that my life is important. And then there are times when I’m overwhelmed with work, and the best way I receive love is when I’m given space, without you feeling like I no longer love you.
And so I cannot expect to always be understood or loved perfectly for my thoughts are not always plastered on my forehead. And still - that’s the thing about God. He’s always BANG ON.
There’s no guessing game with Him. He doesn’t have to decipher my words or my actions. He knows.
Just as Bill Gates knows how to fine tune the PC world, as a pet owner knows how to work with their pet, so our Creator knows His Creation. And in so knowing us, He loves us just as we need to be loved.
And through this love we find ourselves almost crushed by the beauty of His love that can drown us in a moment. If love could suffocate, I think His would.
