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Ezekiel 33:11

If I were able to sit down and tell you exactly what made me write this, you'd think I'm nuts.  Let's just say it stems from a relationship that is as much a paradox to myself as it is to onlookers.  The beauty of it is, God gave us those human connections as a means of displaying His love that is ever patient, passionate, and tender.  Go back and read about my mourning doves if you must.  

God loves us so much.  I mean that in no trivial sense.

“My people have committed two sins:  they have forsaken me, the spring of living water, and have dug their own cisterns, broken cisterns that cannot hold water.”—Jeremiah 2:13

God cries out to us.  John Piper sums it up that God gives us what we need the most:  Himself for our enjoyment forever.  So, here God is basically saying, “You would choose this, over Me?  Don’t you know I love you?”  And even previously in verse five He exclaims “What fault did your fathers find in me, that they strayed so far from me?”

God knows, He KNOWS He is better.  He knows He is the most fulfilling and delightful, overwhelming, awesome, insanely beautiful joy of our hearts.  He wants us to experience this blessing and it grieves him when we don’t accept it.

“’As surely as I live, declares the Sovereign Lord, I take no pleasure in the death of the wicked, but rather that they turn from their ways and live.  Turn!  Turn from your evil ways!  Why will you die, O house of Israel?’”—Ezekiel 33:11

He doesn’t wish that we choose sin and our own way of living.  He even sent Jesus to make a way back to Himself.  Yet, God will respect the choice we make.  It just makes Him cry. 

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