John Smulo just posted some great ideas about the love and committment of Jesus. Here, I add a number of my own:
I love you even if you carry out my death sentence.
I love you even if you mock me in my time of greatest need.
I love you even if you twist my words.
I love you even if you’re ashamed of me.
I love you even if you only care about getting ahead.
I love you even if to try to thwart my efforts to love you.
I love you even if you make me cry.
I love you even though I know in advance that you will screw up countless times.
I love you even if the big shots in town frown on my efforts.
I love you even if even it is (supposedly) not the time for love.
I love you even if you think my greatest triumph is defeat.
I love you even if you are a crook.
I love you even if you are a whore.
I love you even if you care more about status than you do about me.
I love you even if you completely miss what I am looking for.
Who can love like this? I do not think I can . . . but he can and does. Perhaps, in him, I will.
I love you even if you carry out my death sentence.
I love you even if you mock me in my time of greatest need.
I love you even if you twist my words.
I love you even if you’re ashamed of me.
I love you even if you only care about getting ahead.
I love you even if to try to thwart my efforts to love you.
I love you even if you make me cry.
I love you even though I know in advance that you will screw up countless times.
I love you even if the big shots in town frown on my efforts.
I love you even if even it is (supposedly) not the time for love.
I love you even if you think my greatest triumph is defeat.
I love you even if you are a crook.
I love you even if you are a whore.
I love you even if you care more about status than you do about me.
I love you even if you completely miss what I am looking for.
Who can love like this? I do not think I can . . . but he can and does. Perhaps, in him, I will.
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