I was pondering (yes, pondering!) last night about emotional pain. My thought was that the worst hurt we have is wasted love. But no sooner than I formulated that phrase, I was already disliking it -- hopefully love is not wasted, even when it is not accepted -- so then I rephrased it to rejected love. When we love, and our love is rejected and even returned with pain attached.
Then I only had to wonder if this is how God feels when I reject His love. Is it different for Him? Does His stomach churn, does His throat turn dry, and do His eyes form tears?
It is Me they have rejected as King.