I love my children irrationally. I just do. In some ways this works out to be a really good thing, but in others it can just lead to silly and unnecessary behavior and worry. But when I think about my love for my kids, I think about how I care so much about every aspect of their world. When they are sick, I wish I could be sick for them. At school I do not want them to be embarrassed. I want them to function at the highest level. If you talk bad about them or I feel like you disrespect them, it hurts in a profoundly unique way. I know much of this is irrational because their trials, pains, sicknesses, embarrassing moments, failures, etc. will make them better people. But I have a love that says, I do not care what others think or say, I love them that much. It is irrational. I was thinking about this the other day after my wife shared something with me about my son. I was praying for him. And then something hit me…I need to have a more irrational love for my God. I need to be willing to take up for Him and pursue Him and run for Him and serve Him and so on the way I would do for my children. My life for Jesus should look irrational at times. No one blinks when you look like a fool for your kids, but we pause for being weird for God. This should not be the case.