Skip to main content

Real love



Love is in the air.  After all, it is February the time for love.  Everyone is getting flowers or candy. We buy mushy cards all in the name of love.  

My heart always breaks around valentines day.   I see people who have been passed by, by "romantic" love, 

people who find themselves, for whatever reason, alone on a day meant for love 

and I hurt. 

I see people who move from one relationship to another hoping that they will find "true love."

ant I hurt.

I long for them to know that there is a love that satisfies...
 
God.

Only God's love can satisfy our deepest longing.   Yes, Romantic love is good but it also depends on feelings and feelings can change.   

The love of God can never change.   When we love others as God loves us, it changes everything.

Our children are loved even when they just drew on the freshly painted wall,

our spouse is loved even when we have repeated the same sentence for the fifth time because they were not listening the other four times.

or forget our birthday again.

Our co-workers are loved even when they are short and snippy

because we know that God loves us, and he loves them as well.

Real love looks more like a man who live a sinless life, endured more scorn and shame than any other person alive all because he loved us.  No it's not romantic, 

it sure didn't feel good.

Real love is sitting up with a sick child at four a.m.  No parent ever enjoys it but when you love your child, you do it.

Real love is standing by your spouse when they are poorer, or sicker.  

Real love begins when we look at others and see their faults and choose to do as God did, and love them in spite of the flaws.

Let's not wait for one day a year to show love, let's show God's love to those around us every day.  It may change someone's life.  Yes, I'll still celebrate valentines day, but I will also look for those who may feel that they are not loved.




Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Live Fearlessly

                                   As I was driving home today, I passed a person walking on the side of the    road.  Since it was cold, and snowy, I thought I should stop and offer the person a ride.  As I drove on by, I was irritated with myself for not stopping.  I could have and should have but I didn't. Why?  I was scared! Maybe that wouldn't bother you, but I'm willing to bet there are things that make you afraid.  It may be snakes or spiders that send the ticker into  overdrive.  Or maybe it's your job and finances that keep you up at night when you should be resting.  Then again perhaps it's relationships that consume your thoughts and energy.  As followers of God, we know that we are told not to be afraid.  Yet we often are afraid despite everything we know.   As I was driving away from a missed opportunity, I began thinking about what it is that makes us afraid.  I honestly am not sure what it is that causes us to be afraid when we should be bold, but I
Post a Comment
Read more

Tragedy: A Christian Response

I want to start by telling you a story.  We were new parents.  When Our oldest, a son, was about eighteen to twenty months we had another baby, a girl with brown hair and huge eyes.   One day as I went to feed her, my son who may have been two at the time wandered off to another part of the house.  The next thing I heard was a thud.  I grabbed my baby girl and ran to see what happened.  There was my son with a table on top of him.  He had pulled it over on himself and more blood than I had ever seen was running all over.   We put him in the car and dashed for the ER.  It was not a fun trip. He had a skull fracture and many stitches.  Fast forward about fourteen or fifteen years, I’m at a stop light and watch my youngest daughter about ten start across a street on a bike start across a street just as a truck comes around a corner into the path of the bike.  She hit the side of the truck and bounced onto the road.   I grabbed her up and checked her over there were no injuries, but
Post a Comment
Read more

Just A Word of Praise!!

  On Sunday, after church, we went to a town about thirty minutes away.   On the way we drove through an area where they were working on the road.  It was no big deal.  We had lunch, bought some food for the week, and drove back home.    Later, as we were on our way to church for the evening service, I heard the ominous flapping sound that a tire makes when it’s flat.  Yikes!  I pulled over and while I was debating how I was going to change a tire.  A car coming in the opposite direction drove by and stopped.   As the driver appeared from the vehicle, I recognized him as a neighbor and fellow believer.  He approached the car, and asked if I had an air compressor to inflate the tire.  My answer, “Yes, but I’m not sure how good it is.  I’ve never actually managed to inflate a tire using it. I may not be using it properly.”   I produced it from the trunk of the car and handed it to him.  Within a few minutes, he had it hooked up and running.   As it turned out, I was using it properly,
Post a Comment
Read more