Has God become a fad, where once we have experienced life outside of the "teenage love story with God", that somehow God becomes small, not-important, and dispensable with "real things" like romantic relationships.
Do you not know of the Great Romance? Of the first Romancer?
He is an untamed lion, full of passion and rage and jealousy for his bride.
His love is uncontainable, His heart has no walls.
He was the one who first called you into being, into life.
He breathed your tiny soul into existence, and he formed you so that there never was, never is, and never will be someone exactly like you.
He has fought the devil in a vicious battle of blood and death for the sole purpose that you would not die an eternal death.
He is alive. He is roaring. He is on the prowl.
The demons tremble at the sound of him shaking his majestic mane. They flee at the mere thought of him entering a room.
He stormed the gates of hell, and came alive from death victoriously.
....why?
You.
Why has my beautiful Jesus, my lover, my friend, become so small and describable to his own people?
Beautiful things have no comparison to the one who invented beauty. Who invented love. And who loves you.
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