A book I read on how to love your children points out that even though parents may tell their children regularly that they love them unconditionally, this does not necessarily translate into children feeling loved – according to research and the experience of counselors working with children.
As a parent who often tells my kids I love them, this has always bothered me. I want my children to feel loved when I say, “I love you.” How could they feel otherwise? Then I stumbled on the answer.
I was working on my computer and my son Jackson came alongside to talk. I engaged him in conversation, but all the while continued to look straight ahead at the computer. Then it hit me. I mean really hit me; like a bolt of lightning straight to the heart. I felt like I had discovered one of life’s most perplexing questions.
You see, from my point of view I was doing what most men are incapable of doing. I was multitasking: working and conversing. But think of Jackson looking at the side of my head. Whether I intended it or not he was hearing: “I love my work more than you.” That’s how children can grow up being told that they are unconditionally loved and yet not believe or feel it.
This got me thinking about God. I know God loves me. But honestly, all too often, I feel like I know this truth better intellectually than experientially. That’s a problem for more reasons than I have time to explain here. But here’s one: we can never experience God’s presence, life, and power unless we first grasp his love for us in Christ in an experiential way (Ephesians 3:18-19).[1]
So why is it that God’s love for us often seems to be something we know better in our minds than in our hearts? Is there something to be learned from my experience with Jackson? At first the answer would appear to be an unequivocal no.
If my children feel unloved because I have failed them in some way, then it’s my fault. But if we feel like God does not love us, surely God is not to blame.
For He does not simply tell us He loves us, he has demonstrated it: “Christ died for us” (Romans 5:8). But if God backs up his words with actions then why are we so often like children who, in spite of being regularly told that we are loved by God, don’t always feel it?
Perhaps we even doubt it at times?
Some might say that we simply need to believe that God loves us. But is that enough? After all, I do not just believe that my wife and boys, and close friends, love me; I know they love me.[2] Believing that God loves me must lead to that kind of knowing.
So what is the answer? This was a perennial problem for Israel it seems. God told them, “I have loved you.” To which they responded, “How have you loved us?” (Malachi 1:2). They had interpreted the painful circumstances in their lives as the absence of God’s love.
We are prone to doing the same. We might not voice it of course. We take it by faith that God loves us after all. But deep in our hearts where only God can see, if we’re honest, we struggle. Mary and Martha also struggled. Their brother Lazarus became deathly ill.
“So the sisters sent word to Jesus, ‘Lord, the one you love is sick’” (John 11:3). But Jesus delayed going to Lazarus and, as a result, he died. You can sense the sisters’ struggle when Jesus finally showed up: “Lord, if you had been here, my brother would not have died” (John 1:21-32).
There is no question that Jesus loves this family. And yet it is because He loves them that He delays going to them. I know this sounds absurd, but look at how John explains things. “Now Jesus loved Martha and her sister and Lazarus. So when he heard that Lazarus was sick, He stayed where He was two more days” (John 11:5-6). Read it again slowly.
The train of thought is clear: “it is in consequence of that love that He delays His departure by two days.”[3]
Why would He do that? One commentator expresses the dilemma we are faced with here: “Humans generally interpret any delay in rendering help as cruel because of our perspectives on the avoidance of all pain and because of our general commitment to the immediacy of action.”
In other words, if Jesus really loved them he would act now so they could avoid pain. To delay seems cruel. “But cruelty is hardly what this story is about.”[4] Jesus loves this family.