From: Good Goats
I was stunned. What Hilda taught me in those few minutes is the bottom line of healthy Christian spirituality: God loves us at least as much as the person who loves us the most. God loves us at least as much as Hilda loves her son or at least as much as Sheila and Matt love me.
When Sheila and Matt most love me, they are not going to say, “Dennis, we love you unconditionally, much more than you can ever imagine. But you really blew it. So, to hell with you, but remember how much we love you.” And even though Sheila has a mighty big purse, she does not lug around an account book to mark down my sins and what punishment I merit. And if Sheila and Matt don’t do these things, could it be that God doesn’t either?