Apparently, God so loved. Love, the hardest and most incomprehensible aspect of the Christian faith. Just makes no sense whatsoever. So, I would be Jesus for one day. One day looking at others filled with love. What was He thinking looking at that annoying idiot sitting next to me on the bus? What thoughts go through His mind encountering, say, Putin, Pele, Justin Bieber, Kim Kardashian, Heidi Klum, Julian Assange, the person who beat up my spouse? How does He see me? All those things I hate most about me, how does He see them? How can a loving view look at lack of discipline, paranoia, isolation? I would love to know love in its purest form first hand.