If God is perfect, and he is also love, then love is perfect. But if we loved, for instance, a person or even if we say we love God, how are we to know for sure if that love is genuine? If we love a person or God, then wouldn't that make us having that admiration, which is God, ourselves? To experience God in wonderful ecstasy and elated supreme joy would make us lovely, or close to near perfection, would it not?
How close can one get to God without actually being him? But isn't becoming closer to God being that much further from him? If God is infinite, then no matter how closely estimated we supposedly are to him, we will always be that much further because, in regard to perfection, all things will always be equally inferior to it. So I would be, after my strong love and spiritual journey in attempt to know and, had my love been true at all for God, exactly where I had begun-- equally below the Almighty? As well, would not my love mean that I am God? But God is perfect and no one will ever be that which is he.
For what final destiny in Heaven am I to be so ready, or the good Lord be so prepared, to upon that hour allow for my presence? for what time is it right to grant my infinitely loathsome appearance in he grace of the Heavenly Father proper? Is it not my time with the other equally inferior masses among the earth? At what point in my adventure is my faith and salvation sacred enough to be held recognizable by God? Who am I to receive his abundant grace and unconditional love? Not the earthy infatuation and perverted forms of love that which is lust, but the divine, perfect love that is just that-- it's own adjective-- which is perfect, that which is God.
Love is patient, love is kind, it does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres, love never fails. That which can be replaced with God as its interchangeable part. How can we ever come to achieve such a celestial level? How can we live for that which we do not know, nor that we can never be?
