God's love is always perfect, always the same. We do not always enjoy it. He never makes us doubt His love, but makes us feel the loss of it, consciously, at times. It may not be for positive evil, but for a slothful state of soul in not acting in the light. Still, though I have to go through exercises, I am as sure of His love as ever. I am sure of the sun when it rains, but still I say, "What terrible weather we have! not a gleam of sunshine!" He loves us too well not to put us into these exercises. Do I suppose He will go on and give me the enjoyment of His love if I am careless and neglect it?
"I have loved thee with an everlasting love:
therefore with loving-kindness
have I drawn thee.