Max is my little shadow. If I go to the bedroom, he is right next to me. If I get a shower, he lays on the floor next to the shower until I get out. If I am making dinner, he is sitting under my feet (figuratively) or on my feet (literally). Sometimes it can be really dangerous. I have tripped over him and onto him which can hurt both of us. Sometimes it is just annoying. I'm trying to make dinner, and he is under my feet. One day, I felt him sitting on my feet as I was washing the dishes, and I was hindered from moving because he was on my feet. I was about to yell at him to move, and God spoke to me. "He loves you."
On the other hand, I'm so glad that God loves me like Max loves me. I'm not trying to be disrespectful, but He longs to be with me. He is excited when I talk with Him. He sings over me. He wants to spend time with me.
Unconditional Love . . . Do you love God like Max loves me?