God Likes People

Most people seem to live with the idea that it really all comes down to behavior with God. He’s primarily irritated by people, but one day He’ll fix us so we’ll be acceptable companions for Heaven. After all, eternity would be a long time to put up with people like us.

That’s not my Dad. My Dad likes me, a lot. How is it that we can let ourselves believe that God, whom we claim is infinitely wise would also be so stupid as to create and sacrifice His Son’s life for beings that annoy Him? That, however, is the general feeling most of us seem to have about God.

Consequently, if we’re honest, we don’t like Him either, and just let me say, if you don’t like God, you don’t know Him. Truth is, however, God does like us. Think about it: He made us in His own image. Fallen or not, there’s no way we could ever not be His favorite.

What a monumental thing it has been to realize God doesn’t just tolerate me out of some virtuous pity, but that He actually likes me. He celebrates who He made me to be, who I am in every aspect. He enjoys my company immensely. He doesn’t require that I say or do anything in particular, either. He just wants to hang out with me. God likes people.

If you believe that, you’ll like God. In case you haven’t had this self-realization, I’ll go ahead and give it to you: the people you like the most are generally the ones who like you the most. We love to be liked.