heartbreak…

… if love is supposed to draw it’s parallels from God’s love of humanity then the love we feel for another should be a perfect reflection of that. How is it then we find ourselves so deeply in love with another person, only to find it is not returned in kind. We are left devastated and shattered, almost afraid to love again. Such is our human nature… but what of God’s nature?

Though I wouldn’t dare to presume… still I wonder.

Does God feel that same devastation and sorrow when His love for us is not returned? Can such a human emotion be attribute to God? How perfect is His love for us, and yet no matter how often His love is denied by us, He never stops loving.

Where as we become crippled with fear of rejection, even preferring to be alone than risk another shattered heart… He continues to love. Can you imagine an existence of perpetual heart break… yet you continue to offer freely your love; men have died from less rejection.

When Christ’s love for us is taken for granted or simply rejected completely; do we break God’s heart? What depth of anguish does He feel for us…

I think God probably loves us best, the rejected lovers; after all we can empathize. It’s a consolation, albeit a small one, that suffering leads to sanctification. However; in my case, I will probably need to suffer more than a broken heart to gain His favor.

Please excuse the existential melancholic ramblings. It’s late. Blog probably needs a curfew.