Image: A painter deeply engrossed in his art.

You ask for a loving God—well, congratulations, you have one! But let’s be clear: He’s not some sleepy old grandfather in the sky, nodding off in His rocking chair, vaguely hoping you’ll have a nice day. No, He is the consuming fire Himself—fierce, unrelenting, and deeply invested in you. His love isn’t the passive kind that pats you on the head and lets you run wild; it’s the kind that shapes, refines, and, yes, sometimes downright wrestles with you.

Think of Him like an artist obsessed with His masterpiece. He doesn’t just slap some paint on the canvas and call it a day. No, He painstakingly layers, scrapes, and reworks every detail, perfecting it with a love so persistent it would make even the most passionate painter look lazy. He sees what you’re meant to be, and He won’t stop until you shine with the brilliance He intended. Sure, it might feel like you’re being smudged, stretched, and occasionally dunked in turpentine, but trust me—it’s all part of the process.