Our God is a God of miracles. Our God is a God of fulfilled promises. Our God provides and follows through.
If hypothetically Rock City came to up to Christ, after committing whatever hypothetical deal-breaking atrocities they could imagine, singing, "would you still love me the same?" what would His answer be?
We are each surrounded by a communion of saints, living and deceased, in our daily lives. We are never fighting the battle alone, however much it may feel like it.
Yet, my brain capacity is closer to that of a turtle than that of Our Heavenly Father. His wisdom is infinite. My is finite. I only know so much, and He knows so much more.