The “unconditional/conditional” Love of Jesus
Speaking about love as "conditional" won't win you a lot of fans. Seeing as you and I are the only ones that read this blog, I'm not too concerned. I realize that if a third person reads this blog, I'll be psycho-analyzed to the hilt as people ponder why I would write something like this...it must be a "Daddy Wounds" or, at the very least, a jacked up view of Jesus from a pastor who, three years ago, taught English to high schoolers. Growing up, my parents always told me that they would, "love me no matter what." I believed them, still do. In retrospect, however, I remember that they "loved" me with that damn wooden spoon a lot (My Dad just used his hand because it was about as thick as a 2X4). I don't remember feeling the "love" when mom gave me THE LOOK from across the table [...]