Relying on God’s Endless Love

There’s this fire inside me that refuses to be quenched. I’m frustrated—angry even—but it’s not the petty anger at traffic or at people who just don’t get it. No, this anger is righteous. It’s the kind of anger that rises when I see a world so desperate for love and grace, yet people keep hurting each other, and worst of all, they reject God’s love as if it’s optional. I feel so strongly that God’s love is not just some abstract concept—it’s real, and it is endless, and yet humans act like it’s negotiable.

Today, I keep coming back to this verse, and it won’t let me go: “And so we know and rely on the love God has for us. God is love. Whoever lives in love lives in God, and God in him.” (1 John 4:16). I write it down, I read it aloud, I try to let it sink into every inch of my being. God is love. Not just love like a fleeting feeling or a romantic sentiment, but love that is infinite, unchanging, and active. God’s love is a force that moves mountains, heals hearts, forgives sins, and restores lives. And yet… why is it so easy for me to forget that? Why do I let the world make me doubt it?

Lord, I confess that I sometimes forget the depth of Your love. I allow fear, anger, and bitterness to cloud my vision. I forget that Your love is stronger than any human rejection, any betrayal, any disappointment. Help me cling to Your love today, and every day. Help me to know it in my heart, not just my mind. Amen.

What really gets me is how little people seem to understand that God’s love is not a solitary blessing. It’s not something we just hoard for ourselves, waiting to be “deserving” enough to receive more. No. His love flows through us. It is meant to be shared, radiated, and lived. I see people all the time—friends, acquaintances, even strangers—screaming for love in ways they don’t even realize. And I feel God saying, “You have it. Share it. Be my hands. Be my heart.” But I am human. I fail. I get tired. I get angry. And sometimes, I lash out instead of reflecting His love.

There’s this tension inside me between compassion and anger, between frustration and faith. I want to be patient with the people who hurt me, who wrong me, who don’t understand me, but I’m human. And sometimes, I just want to scream, “Don’t you see? God loves you! He is waiting for you! You are not beyond His mercy!”

Lord, give me strength when my patience wears thin. Remind me that Your love never fails, even when mine does. Teach me to love as You love, to forgive as You forgive, to bless as You bless. Let me be Your instrument, even when I feel exhausted or overwhelmed. Amen.

I’ve been meditating on how God’s love is redemptive. That word—redemptive—it strikes me today. It’s not just that God loves us; it’s that His love redeems us, transforms us, makes us whole. And it doesn’t stop there. That love is supposed to extend through us. When I choose kindness instead of harshness, when I choose patience instead of irritation, when I help someone without expecting anything in return, God’s love is flowing through me. It’s not mine to keep.

I feel like I’ve only scratched the surface of understanding this. So often, I think of salvation as the end goal—like, “Okay, I’m saved. Now life begins.” But no, salvation is just the beginning of living in God’s love. And living in that love is active. It’s doing the hard things: forgiving the unforgivable, loving the unlovable, standing up for justice even when it makes people uncomfortable. God’s love is not passive. It never sits quietly. It commands action. It demands transformation. And I want to live that fully, even when it makes me unpopular, even when it makes me angry at injustice, even when it breaks my heart.

Lord, help me be bold in love. Help me not shrink away from Your call, even when it’s uncomfortable. Teach me to see people through Your eyes, to respond with mercy and grace, even when my flesh wants to lash out. Let Your love be my guide, my armor, my sword, and my shield. Amen.

I feel like I’m learning something important here: the more I rely on God’s love, the less I rely on myself. That’s hard, because I am stubborn. I like control. I like thinking I can fix things on my own. But every time I try to do that, I fail, I hurt someone, I feel emptiness creeping in. God’s love, though? His love never fails. His love fills the cracks, covers the wounds, carries me when I can’t carry myself.

I need to remind myself daily that God’s love is constant. Even when I am angry. Even when I feel unworthy. Even when I feel alone. He is there. He loves me fully, and He will never stop loving me. And because of that, I can love others—not perfectly, never perfectly, but genuinely, and with intention.

So today, I pray this:

Father, let Your love flow through me. Let me be a reflection of Your grace, Your mercy, and Your kindness. Protect me from cynicism and hardness of heart. Remind me that anger, while human, must always be tempered by love. Help me to rely on Your love, not just in moments of comfort, but especially in moments of pain, injustice, and frustration. Let me be a blessing to those around me, that they might see You in me. Amen.

I close these reflections tonight with hope. I am angry, yes, but it is tempered with faith. I am frustrated, yes, but it is channeled into prayer and action. I am human, yes, but I am beloved. I am chosen. I am a vessel of God’s endless love. And that, more than anything else, is what I rely on.

“The Lord your God is with you, the Mighty Warrior who saves. He will take great delight in you; in His love He will no longer rebuke you, but will rejoice over you with singing.” (Zephaniah 3:17)

Amen.