Love

I have come to a realization lately about love. You can love somebody so much and it doesnt have to be returned. when i was younger and a bit more nieve i used to think that love had to be returned that it was a two part thing. im not so sure anymore. I have a new respect for Gods love for the human race with this new revelation. Not that i am even an inkling near the pedastool for Gods love, but the fact taht so much of his love is unreturned and he still puts up with it. he sits by and wishes that it was returned. He wishes that we would call, that we would be honest, that we would need him, that we would want him. God willingly follows us into the rain and waits with open arms just to watch us push away, or be confused, to go back in forth, one day be in love and the next not be. how is it that we possibly think that we love the Father or even want to follow Jesus. Flip flopers, what the voters hate most. Is that what we have become, is that what i have become, i think i make my self sick, but i will probably flip flop on that two. I say this now as if i know how to fix it... i think i want to fix it. How could we say we love him. How could we say we love anything if we refuse to submit, if we refuse to commit and flip flop day by day. We are the luke warm, i am the water, pointless and still.