We love because we love
Tell me how many children do you have to command to love football, american football, baseball etc.
No these things just grow.
So why do I love God? Because of who He is, His nature, His deeds, His beauty, the wonder of existance around us.
I also love him because he forgave me and washed me clean and built me up in His kingdom so I can be alive.
Some want one phrase, a box, and then you are finished. Ever seen a dad or mum talk about their child, or something they love. It flows until all you can say is stop, enough, yep, you really really love them.
Three people at least said the way I expressed my love of God was wrong, unbiblical. Now anyone, anyone who says this has not been in love, because it does not honour limitations or boxes, it overwhelms them. Jesus said the Kingdom of heaven is like a very small seed but grows into this vast tree.
Would I let Pilot put me to death and not defend myself? Would I talk about small items, while in front of sinful men who deserve being judged and blasted off the face of the earth?
So if your emotional life has been tied down, does not saw with the eagle, or weep with the broken, you have just glimpsed the wonder of Gods heart. If I felt all He felt I would break, I could not cope.
Without this emotional reality, it is hard to be righteous, because it appears like a cardboard box, empty and rigid, when it is life itself, the creator of the universe communing with man. Ofcourse mostly it is peaceful plodding, but everything is still packaged and part of the praise of my heart and every believers heart.