In my heart I know there is nothing superficial about loving God. It’s a full-time job, which takes prayer, grace and confession. Confession to myself about all those little (and big) places that I don’t love, and about all those inadequacies, envies, and regrets. Although my life isn’t burdened with them, they are there, lurking about, ready to pop up. What I don’t like in myself, I project onto others and at that moment all the love vanishes.
So this is big God work, this loving God, loving myself and loving others. They are all of a whole, a trinity. I can’t have one without the other.