Nobody Understands the Love of God
When I was a child, I knew that my parents loved me unconditionally. However, as much as I thought I did, I simply didn’t understand their love. It wasn’t until the first of my three sons was born that I finally understood the love a father has for his child. Frankly, it was overwhelming, and I can’t really explain it. There was the idea that I had of the love I would feel for my child, but the truth of it was way beyond anything I had imagined. The dam burst, and there was a reservoir of love pouring out that I hadn’t even known existed. Now, I finally understand, and all those comments about how, “you’ll understand when you have a child of your own” that seem so antagonistic when you don’t have children…finally make sense.
Similarly, this makes me think that there is no way that I could possibly imagine the love that God has for us. I can imagine it a little more now that I’ve had a child of my own, for God says that He loves us like a father loves his children. However, that is a metaphor of God explaining it to us in the best way that we can understand it. His love is infinitely more. The best that we can hope for in understanding God’s love is the small glimpse, a shadow of His love when we experience love for our children.
One person may understand a little better than the rest of us, however, and that’s Abraham. The one person in the Bible that was called, the friend of God: