How Much Do You Love God?

This is a question not much attention is given too. Many Christians profess that they Adore Their Heavenly Father, they claim God is their Creator, and Jesus Christ is their Savior. However when push comes to shove, their love and loyalty is somewhat like Peter's were when he denied even knowing Jesus. Think about this. Do you have the same kind of love for God as you do for your girl or boy friend? How about the equal love you have for your husband or wife. Do you love Jesus Christ as much as you do your mother or father? Have you ever felt the sheer pain and agony of braking up with a girl or boy friend? Or even worse going through a separation and then a divorce from your spouse. I have experienced the heart-braking mind bending destroying lonely deep depression, of such actions. How many male bumble brains have acted so stupidly that some even ended up killing themselves, their girlfriend or another man because of a brake up. The passion between male and female is so high in many cases, that murder is the result of someone's action. How many people do you know that would have the same passion for Jesus Christ? Not to the point of murdering someone, that is ridiculous, but would feel the pain and loneliness of having lost the Joy of the Lord.

I confess I was one of them. When my girlfriend broke up with me, I became a drunk trying to bury the pain in booze. A harden heart is not a pleasant thing to live with. I speak from personal experience not something I learned in Collage from a book. This is a pain almost indescribable. No don't start feeling sorry for me, that's not what I want or need. The truth is my need was and is and always will be Jesus Christ. I wish I could have Loved Christ back then as much as I thought, I loved my girlfriends and wives. Just think for a moment, do you really believe your love for God is more than the love for your spouse. There is a saying that that proves that what I am saying is TRUE. "He who loves father or mother more than Me is not worthy of Me" Jesus Christ said that. So get a clue, hay! I'm not accusing or judging I'm just as guilty as the rest of you. I loved or thought I did many things more than I loved my God. Hay! How many times did fishing, or hunting, or a Golf game come before Going to Church to worship and Praise the Lord God and Creator of all things?

Remember the times you said or heard, " I can't get to Church on Sunday, Sunday is the only time I have to spend with my family" Now that is Lame man. What better place to be with your family than at Church? So many times in a day we forget to even talk to our heavenly Father. When someone opens a door for us we usually say thank you, when we meet someone it is common to say Hello, however how often during the day do we thank God for anything? Most folks think of their sweethearts, or loved ones much more than they do their God, or Savior Jesus Christ. That's sad, really sad. Anything put higher than God is an Idol. Now you know the penalty for that SIN. You don't want to go there. Humans have a tough time separating themselves from themselves. I remember a time when I was suffering from a major mental attack brought on from by anxiety. When experiencing an anxiety/Panic attack it always helped to have someone to talk to. At two am one night Living alone there was no one there with me, so I called my daughter Joanna, she and her husband Tim got up and were driving the 7 miles (I think) to help me. She was asleep, and Tim fell asleep at the wheel and crashed his pick up truck into a large ditch, sending my daughter head and face into the windshield. I was praying before for help, asking God to take away the anxiety, but I wasn't even showing respect let alone love for my Creator, I was just thinking about myself. By so doing my darling daughter and her husband both could have been killed? Were was my love for God? I wanted my daughter and her husband to be with me in my time of difficulty, I called on God with a Gimmy-gimmy attitude, not as a child asking his father to pick him up or hold him.

God opened my eyes to see the Truth. Depend on HIM, not on any other thing, human or substance. I never had another anxiety attack for about a year, when I was stranded in England with no money on my way to France were I was to be picked up by Keichu students for a Clinic. I became so stressed out because of my circumstances that allowed disappointed, angry, frustration, and depression to overcome me, which is nothing, more than " stinking thinking". I remembered my last experience and called on my God in a way, (this time first off, not after everything else failed.) of deep sincerity. You know what, Loving God is a good thing. Talk about miracles, God sure pulled one out for my screwed up self that day. The London Police called France however my Cajun French was not good enough to allow the Frenchman on the other end to understand. No one in the Bobbie (police) station could speak French and there we were, in a bind. Then quite by (God's) providence two women walked into the station. One had just been Mugged a block away and the lady helping her spoke fluent French. Praise God.

She and the fellow in France made arrangements for me to stay with an English Family whose wife was a Frenchwoman. My plan ticket was no good anymore and I had no money to pay for a fare from England to Paris. I was praying on the train on the way from London to the little town were I was to stay until money could be wired from Paris I think. I witnessed about my situation and how God had saved my bacon again on this trip to an older Lady while we rode the 100 miles or so. My host family and driven to their home picked me up, about 12.00 midnight. I have to say I was really tired. However anxiety grabbed like it does if I become to exhausted and I could not sleep. I had to get up and walk and pray to calm myself or until I just crumbled and crashed from total exhaustion. My Gracious host came in and he and his lovely wife allowed me to tell them about the love of Jesus Christ. We talked until 4:00am in the morning. Then to my delight My Host Mr. Woods accepted Christ as his Savior. I thought at first he was doing that just to shut me up so we could all go to sleep. However he proved to be a faithful servant to the Lord. Even to the point of helping my pastor move to England to start a Calvary Chapel there. Loving God is a good thing, right? Try it you'll be glad you did.