Ridiculous

Imagine yourself, or whatever, imagine myself!Sitting on a balcony, waiting for the sunrise. On the left, I see a mountain-range, on the right, I see the Mediterranean Sea. Actually, there’s a tree-line between me and the sea. And right in the middle, there is a lower tree. Because of this, I can see one patch of Mediterranean See. 
What marvel happens to be the case? It is right in that patch that the sun rises. Or at least.. Where I can start seeing the sun while the earth rolls over. It is beautiful, but somehow not as good on a picture. 

I was wondering again about the Love of God. I was even asking for proof of His love. Maybe not proof… Maybe feelings. Asking for feelings, can you imagine? Me, asking for more feelings, haha, what a guy. Anyway, I realised quickly that I shouldn’t be focusing on His love for me. I should be focusing on my love for Him. He is not the One worshipping me, I am worshipping Him. In my worship of Him, I can then thank Him for His love for me. 

I read from Jeremiah 9 and 10.
The passages beautifully speak of a conversation between God and His people.
He is soo devoted, and soo present:

Jeremiah 9:23-24 (NASB):
Thus says the LORD,
“Let not a wise man boast of his wisdom,
and let not the mighty man boast of his might,
let not a rich man boast of his riches;
but let him who boasts boast of this,
that he understands and knows Me,
that I am the LORD who exercises lovingkindness, justice and righteousness on earth;
for I delight in these things,”
declares the LORD.

Jeremiah 10:3-6 (NASB):
For the customs of the peoples are delusion;
Because it is wood cut from the forest,
The work of the hands of a craftsman with a cutting tool.
“They decorate it with silver and with gold;
They fasten it with nails and with hammers
So that it will not totter.
“Like a scarecrow in a cucumber field are they,
And they cannot speak;
They must be carried,
Because they cannot walk!
Do not fear them,
For they can do no harm,
Nor can they do any good.“

There is none like You, O LORD;
You are great, and great is Your name in might.

God wants me to know Him.
He doesn’t want me to give anything else credit. 
Know Him soo closely that all else becomes ridiculous.

Fear? Ridiculous.
Shame? Ridiculous.
Pride? Ridiculous.
Money? Ridiculous.
Fame? Ridiculous.
Sin? Ridiculous.

All these things need to be secured and fastened.
Not so God!

I need proof He loves me? Ridiculous.