Someone just asked me if God was a romantic God. My response is an adamant and exhilarant YES!
God is the first greatest romantic. He wooed us to His side. We are now in a state of betrothal to Him and He is jealous in His love for us. He is jealous to keep us as His for His love is possessive, and rightly so. He is ours, and we are His. He is a God of passion. He is a God of desire. He is a God of love. He is a God of beauty. He is a God of tenderness. All of these "symptoms" contribute to that great, incurable healthiness of romance. Living in perpetual romance is the greatest form of living available between a man and his love. His love might very well be with nature, as the poets are prone to remind us (particularly Wordsworth). Or it might be a love that is channeled to a woman, and for this one thinks of the beautifully erotic poems of Pablo Neruda. But above all is the romance for God which holds our hearts captive in transcendental awe.
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