If this Love/God, or God/Love is some character, He/She probably looks at repeated attempts at establishment of religions and says, "These goddamned people; what are you going to do? Everything good that comes up in their experience, they gotta set up a committee."
I empathize with wanting to have a good gang, but try to see where it leads. We have to start overlooking shortfalls in order to keep the scams going. If having any sort of gang weren't a lie in the first place, we wouldn't need the lies to keep them going. Hey, this Jesus story is up there on a par with the Moses story, maybe we've got something here. Pretty soon it's, These guys have a Muhammad story they say supplants the guys with either the Moses or the Jesus story.
What if I say there was this Shiva cat and I got in really tight with his kid, you know, the one with the elephant's head; He really greases the skids for me. Maybe I should ask Him to just wipe out all those other stories' adherents because they don't believe in what I wish to believe.
No, I say, don't believe anything to be more, or other, than it is in this present instant. And for sure, don't be naming what it is, as this present instant is too big and unlimited for that. To see it as anything in conceptual terms is to see it as it's not. Personal identities, and religious stories, are all bullshit. Nothing is what we, or anyone else, thinks it is. Are you able to see it, short of about ten grams all at once on a good night?
When all the bullshit is blown away, and there are no words to explain what is beheld in the presence of an all-encompassing NOW, that's WHAT IS. Writing a book about It is never going to be It. Doing a dance about It ain't going to be It.
It is What Is, right fucking NOW!
Taking It at any remove is to miss It. Yet, we try as we might, and someday, down some road, we come back to going to war for our particular version, versus someone else's version. It comes back to holy wars, slavery, caste systems, and basically, living the lie of separation from What Is.
Sad, when we could all just be.