I'm trying to prove to you (all) that nothing is real or everything is real.
That if you think that Love is real then God is real.
I have no questions, except why in the heck do you connect the two. Where is there so much love in the world that the only source could be your god? What about all the places where there is no love, or where love is distorted or misused or taken advantage of?
I am aware of love because it is not a constant. It is something I have in my life, but not something that I experience every minute. When I am with those I love and who love me, then whammo, there it is. When I am not with them, my awareness of love diminishes markedly and I face the real world with other thoughts and emotions in mind. If I'm working, where does the love come in? If I am driving to the store, where is the love? Where is the love when I'm at the store? Where is the love when I do any of a thousand every day things that don't involve people I love?
You need to explain a lot more about this love fetish you've got. Why is love so fantastic? Why is love so obvious to you that you are willing to overlook genocide, terrorism, one percenters, gang members, brutal police officers, inconsiderate drivers, car salesmen, bankers and/or politicians? Why is love so obvious to you when so many marriages fail, and fail more often in religious households than secular ones? Where is the love when a man beats his wife or molests his children? Where is the love when people hate gays publicly while being gay privately? Where is the love in racism, inter-religious hatred, housing projects or Internet spammers?
I'm not denying that love exists. But it does not exist to prominently that it automatically a feature in life. It is merely one of many emotional attachments/detachments available to humans, and while it is certainly wonderful when it is consistent with actions and behavior, it is never such a complete experience that it puts all other feelings to shame.
Love is a part of reality, but it is not all of reality. Too many other factors play in to our lives every day. You might as well be claiming that the rich love us so much that they keep all the money so we won't have to be bothered with trying to figure out how to spend it and stuff. You are distorting reality and proclaiming you POV to be accurate, so much so that it verifies your god.
Since you lack the necessary brainwashing apparatus to make your story seem real, it is failing. And it will continue to do so. Forever.
Added: If there is anything that might help me believe there is a god, it would be laughter. It wouldn't work either, but at least I'd see the connection. You know. Between a good laugh and a funny idea.