The temptation to measure God's love by personal convenience

I find a temptation to measure God's love by personal convenience. The thought tends to lurk unspoken, since when said out loud it's clearly an ungrounded thought. And yet it's a real one, so I'll take a moment to look at it. 

There's that quiet assumption in my mind: I measure temperature with a thermometer, weight with a scale, and God's love by whether my life is going to my plan, or by my comfort and convenience, or by prosperity. When I look at "How much do my plans meet with success?", does that really measure God's love more than my planning ability? Or does it measure events I could not foresee? 

The Bible relates the life journeys of those that I am sure God loved, and they were not easy lives. We see Abraham called to leave his homeland, Joseph in prison, Moses on the run, the Hebrews wandering in the wilderness for a generation, Daniel imprisoned, Paul shipwrecked. Even Christ, executed. And so many others I haven't named. 

So I have to remember that comfort is not a measure of God's love. Desiring an easy life may say more about me than about God, and what it says is not necessarily flattering. 

How do I recognize love? Love listens. Love hears. Love is present. Love is there for us. And especially that presence: when I think of God's omnipresence, I might remember why it matters. Omnipresence is part of the fabric of God's love: Nothing can separate us from the love of God. In scripture, Paul named a long series of things that cannot separate us from the love of God, and he would know: he had experienced many of those hardships that he named. 

On this day, may I stop trying to measure God's love against my smallness, and choose to trust God's love.