You love me so much, you let me choose.
It's something that's been coming to me lately.
I've heard it said, that we, people, aren't like puppets, with little pull-strings. Strings made for tugging, to make us say, "I love you."
God doesn't want an automated response from us. If He did, He would have made us those puppets. As mindless machines.
But, what He does want, is for us to choose. He wants us to decide to love Him. He wants our freely given, not forcefully taken, love.
Love isn't something someone can take, but something someone has to give. He wants us to desire Him, but He's so kind, that he let's us choose to, or not to.
He loves me so much, that He let's me pick. I can have what I want. But He longs for me to make the right choice. He wants to lead me, He wants to help me, but I need to actually look to Him for that help. If I don't, He will let me go my own way.
