When you know you were created by a perfect all-loving God that desires eternal fellowship with you, it is hard not to fall in love with him completely. 

God did make eternal fellowship with him a choice though. 

We have to seek it and ask for it. 

Matthew 7:7-8:
Ask, and it will be given to you; seek, and you will find; knock, and it will be opened to you. For everyone who asks receives, and he who seeks finds, and to him who knocks it will be opened. 

God will take your love and love you back anytime, in any part, of your life. 

But let me encourage you to do it right out of the gates. 

This all reminds me of the story of Saint Augustine. 

In his book Resilience, Eric Greitens paints the picture: 

At the age of thirty-two, he experienced a religious conversion and was baptized. But it was not until two years later, when his teenage son suddenly died, that he chose to give away his possessions and fully commit himself to the spiritual life. Augustine went on to write some of the world’s most profound books of theology—including the Confessions, the story of his spiritual journey and the first autobiography ever written in the West. When he reflected on all the selfish ambition he began with, and all the false starts and doubts on his path, he could only say to God, “I have loved you so late.”

I hope you choose to love God early. 

I love you.

-Dad

I love you wherever you go. 

I love you beyond description. 

I love you no matter what. 

I love you and your family. 

I love you far beyond all others. 

I love you to the extent that my entire life is yours. 

I love you even in death. 

I love you through it all. 

I love you. 

Ruth 1:16-17:
But Ruth said, “Do not urge me to leave you or to return from following you. For where you go I will go, and where you lodge I will lodge. Your people shall be my people, and your God my God. Where you die I will die, and there will I be buried. May the Lord do so to me and more also if anything but death parts me from you.

I love you.

-Dad

These bones are wearing down.
They are growing more tired.
With less and less time. 

To be eighteen again would be, something.
Staying out to do as you wish.
Little notion of time.

Late nights and early mornings come for years.
Even they do not last long. 

My body is tired but my hope grows stronger day by day.
I love and serve and hope and pray.
Come what may I focus on Christ and him alone. 

I long to see the substance of what I hope for.
The evidence of what I cannot see.
My life, my all, to love and be.