I sort of felt God early this evening.
Yeah, I know...weird. It happened while I was spending two and a half hours snowblowing my driveway after twelve to fourteen inches of snow. More is expected tonight.
I was struggling through a drift some eighteen inches high when I felt it, for just a moment. I paused, and merely said "thank you". Five minutes later, I was cursing the wind for blowing an incredible amount of snow into my face. Still, I know He loves me, and he accepts me.
My advice? Don't live in such a way as to get Him to love you. Live as though He already loves you.