That's a pretty nifty little system you have there, the Catholic church set up the same thing a long time ago and has done well with it. Be careful with your definitions being to specific, or you'll have trouble when you start elevating your saint equivalents.
Teehee! No troubles. I love me, so does God. My God is so awesome! It feels no wrath, requires no discriminating segregation of its children... Well, I think you get my gist... my God is better than your God if your God is the Catholic God. I don't even have to be a Saint to receive its love unconditionally. But I do have to be decent in order to love myself. Honestly, it's really the best way to love God, ya know?
See, decency isn't difficult. If it stems from a fictional book or from a place of hate, divisiveness, segregation, superiority... You're doing it wrong. I'd say God weeps but it does not weep. We weep because of what we do with our lives here on earth. We are equipped to judge. God will not...
Kinda got sidetracked but back at 'er... I am no more a Saint than you are sir but I'm a good person with a better sense of decency than ANY Trump supporter. I know this not because of God or the church but because I know where decency comes from. Trumpublicans can't even catch a sniff of the starting line.
Wanna tell me some more that the Catholic Church has one over on me? The Catholic church is a sickness as is any organized religion that has the audacity to name saints in God's name. Love of God is personal. My love of God not only permits but expects me to love myself... The catch? The only way I get to is by being decent. Decency not by my definition but again from a place of love. Oh, I'm struggling with Trumpublicans, for sure and I do judge them as it is my very human reaction to their support of a truly heinous man. These are humans who should require more of themselves. I will work on my judgement of them but as it stands my love of self has yet to falter due to my judgement of them. The moment it does, I'll correct it because the only job God gives me is to love myself and be who I must to make that possible. Blahblahblahblah... How I do go on. I'm done... for now. ... Except to add, I love my nifty little system, so does God.