And I've been learning ever so slowly that God most certainly is love. But love is much bigger and broader and wider and fuller and better than I ever began to imagine.
Jesus is the love fully realized. And I think we like to tame Him down a little bit, we picture a Him sitting on a stone with children surrounding him and healing the blind and the lame, but if we stop there we are missing it. He is also the man that tore into the temple flipping tables and cracking a whip. And He is love incarnate. He is wild and free and dangerous but He is good. Oh, He is so good.
I can never box Him up or understand Him completely but oh, I love Him.