We've been given a Love that transcends human comprehension.
Jesus Christ, both truly man + truly divine, willingly endured brutal death by the cross in atonement for our sin. He suffered, died + was buried for no reason than out of magnificent love for us. I can't wrap my head around that.
Too often I think of God's love like that of man's. Good, but lacking. It fails. It's limited. Here lies the reason I'm overly self-reliant and distrusting of His infinite goodness. I think of His death on the cross and that it was done for those who actually give their lives back to Him...great saints...people who deserve a Love like that. And that's it.
His Love is without limit. His Love was for the greatest of the greats + for screwups like myself. I can't picture it. I'm not deserving of it...yet I'm given that ceaseless, unadulterated love anyway. It's a Love I can't comprehend... But a Love I am so grateful for. Dang.