God's Love
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"Can anything make me stop loving you?" God asks. "Watch me speak your language,
sleep on your earth, and feel hurts. Behold the maker of sight and sound as he
sneezes, coughs, and blows his nose. You wonder if I understand how you feel? Look
into the dancing eyes of the kid in Nazareth; that's God walking to school. Ponder the
toddler at Mary's table; that's God spilling his milk.
"You wonder how long my love will last?" Find your answer on a splintered cross, on
a craggy hill. That's me you see up there, your maker, your God, nail stabbed and
bleeding. Covered in spit and sin-soaked. That's your sin I'm feeling. That's your
death I am dying. That's your resurrection I'm living. That's how much I love you."
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