"...But Israel's God was different.
He was definite, and His character was immutably fixed.
And they were to love Him for it with everything they had.
They were to love Him with all their heart.
In the seat of their deepest dreams and desires,
in the place where they wrestled with their sorrows and clung to flickering hopes,
they were to love Him...
In their creativity and in their learning,
in their working and in their resting,
in their building up and their tearing down,
they were to love Him.
They were to love Him as whole people,
in all their weakness and in all their strength.
On their best days and on their worst,
in the darkest hours of their loneliest nights,
and at the tables of their most abundant feasts,
they were to love Him.
This was the heart of Israel's religion: love.
Only divine love made sense of the world...
Israel's story was a story of being kept,
and the only reasonable response was to love the Keeper."
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