Just the other day, while we were watching the last part of DJG again, My father commented something like: "The rest of the people don't love the king as a person, but only respect him and obey him as their king."
This was in reference to Yon-seng begging the king to kill her because she was mistaken about Jang-geum and Ming Zheng-Hao's relationship. The king responded with. "Soo-weon, do you love me? Love. What is love? Ways to love...." And he ended of with a hysterical laugh from an aching heart. It truly is sad.
But this comment actually sparked of a train of thoughts about my loving my heavenly Father, Almighty God.
How do I love God?
Do I love Him as a subordinate his superior, full of respect and loyalty. Loving Him and thus willingly and cheerfully obeying His will just to please Him? This is kind of like my helping my brother because I love him. Do I have the kind of respect a servant has to his master and lord? "Yours is to command and mine is only to obey, no questions asked?"
Do I love God as a husband and wife does? That companionship that is above all others, lasting forever, through thick or thin. Communion on everything, communication treasured and continues.
Do I love God just because of what He did or because of who He is? I hope the latter, though I'm not too sure. All I know is that I love to worship God, it leaves my spiritually satisfied. The attributes of God that I learned in BSF gushes into my mind: Truth, Love, Almighty, Gift-Giver,... All these just makes me stand in awe at Him and makes me see how sinful I am. Truly, as Zachary highlighted, "Seeing the holiness of God transforms one's life"
Do I love God as a friend? Knowing that no matter what happens, He is always there and is able to help me? Knowing that no matter when, I and He will be happy to "see" each other? Yesterday, I embarked on my QT with this thought, excited to meet Him. Knowing I'll never be a bother and a burden to Him.
Do I love God as I love a stuff toy? like in the sense of, God knows my cares and UNDERSTANDS and always offer comfort.
Do I love God the way the lady horse in The Horse and His Boy (not Bree) loved Aslan the moment she saw Him? It was unquestioning obedience and submission, love radiating out, trusting. She didn't care if he ate her, instead it was an honor to her that she was noticed by Him even in that way...
There are yet many ways of loving. But in what way should I love God? Do I love Him the way I should? I really want to know. I will read God's love letter to me and ask Him to give me the love to love Him.
