Do we really love God? How do we know? Just because we say we do? Just because we feel we do? Just because we think we do?
What is the difference between really loving God and loving our idea of God, which will always be imperfect? We can be praying for hours to the convenient fabrication of our imagination and making us feel like we have indeed loved God deeply.
That seldom happens with people of flesh and blood. When we love Peter and want Peter to be what Peter is probably not, reality bites back. Peter snaps at our presumptions or we simply get disappointed when we find out that Peter does not act as our image of Peter is supposed to act. We perceive with our senses the reality of Peter. The real Peter would always contrast with the Peter of our fantasy.
Relationships are largely about learning to make our images of people realistic. Sometimes it will happen through pleasant surprises. At times, through gentle reminders and other times, through bitter disappointments.
But God, how we do contrast our idea of God with the real God?
Our neighbour is the answer. We only love God as much as we love our neighbour. In fact, it may happen that we only really love God as much as we love our worst enemy.
Loving our neighbor is thus not a second commandment after the first, but the same commandment, even more, the realistic side of the first commandment. After all, can I say I love God if I do not love the people He loves?
Love cannot be forced. If we try to force ourselves to love we may end up acting as if we loved them, but that would not be a very honest performance. We would become sheer hypocrites.
Love is more than a duty. It is a commandment, because commandments are conditions for life. “Choose life, and you shall live.” That is a conditional sentence. If you love life, you will live.
Love is the condition for a truly human life. Without receiving it, we don’t have dignity; without giving it, we don’t have purpose.
