Herein is love, not that we loved God, but that he loved us, and sent his Son to be the propitiation for our sins. – 1Jo 4:10 KJV
We get it mixed up. God loves us. He loved us when we didn’t love Him.
He didn’t wait until we were obedient, respectful ,well-mannered, well-behaved, submissive. He didn’t love us because we did our chores, treated our brothers and sisters well, showed courteous, cleaned our plates, and never caused a bit of trouble.
He loved us when we were the worst of the worst. When we despised Him and ignored His efforts to reach us. When we didn’t care to sit down and talk to him unless we desperately needed help. When we had to beg our way into forgiveness because we realized we had failed Him and we needed the protection we knew only He could give.
When we looked down our nose at that shrunken little dry root in the barren ground that meant nothing and wasn’t beautiful and was despicable to the human eye and offensive to our sensibilities.
He is our Father. This is love. And we come to love Him, because he first loved us (1 John 4:19).
Why do we think we should do any less for our own children, than what our Father did for us?