I admit it. I am that
person who cries at love stories and weddings.
I guess the idea that “love conquers all” makes me a hopeless
romantic. However, I know better than to
buy into the cultural delusion that love is a feeling and when the fire starts
to wane then love must be gone. Love to
me is so much more.
Love is
commitment. It means
making the relationship work even when you’d rather pack it in and go home to
momma. It means enduring the hard times,
making the hard choices and learning to forgive. I’ve been blessed with a husband who treats
me like a princess, but that doesn’t mean the last 28 years have been free of
problems. We have different personalities,
different likes and dislikes and sometimes different views on how to handle
situations. There have been a number of
times we’ve both wanted to walk away, but our commitment to each other and our
Lord has made us do the hard work to stay the course. In my line of work as an elder care
coordinator I see lots of families in crisis situations as they deal with the
failing health of an older adult.
Nothing defines love to me like an 89 year old client committed to caring
for his 92 year old bed-ridden wife of 70 years.
Love is vulnerable. As we open our heart to another we are
susceptible to being wounded. Those we
love the deepest have the potential to hurt us the most. One of the most difficult things about love
is that it may not always be received or reciprocated in the way we want. Because we are human our love isn’t
pure. We unknowingly attach stipulations
to it. Love requires accepting the
person as they are and allowing them to respond as they may. Love cannot be forced.
Love is enduring. I think a mother’s love is a perfect
example. When a mother holds their child
for the first time they think they couldn’t possibly love them anymore than
they do at that moment, but amazingly, that love deepens and develops in an
almost unexplainable way. Though our
child may no longer be physically connected to us in the womb by an umbilical
cord our emotional connection to them is never cut. Nothing tugs a mother’s heart strings more
than love for her children.
Love is selfless. It is valuing the one you love and putting
their needs above your own. (Philippians
2:3-4). Sometimes relationships require
more giving than taking, but when you love that person you believe it is a
win-win situation. Selfless love has far reaching effects. Some friends of mine have
just given up their vacations to extend Christ’s love to the homeless in
Haiti and to orphans in Russia.
Love is
sacrifice. It is the
willingness to lay down your life for another.
We have seen that sacrifice made by our brothers and sisters in the
military and we have seen it by countless others who put themselves in harms
way to protect those they love. But the
greatest love I have ever known comes from the One who made the ultimate
sacrifice for me. “For God so loved the
world that He gave His one and only Son, that whoever believes in Him will not perish
but have eternal life.” (John 3:16)
Because of sin we are separated from a holy God. All God has ever desired is a love
relationship with us. He loved us enough
to sacrifice his son to pay the price for our sins and provide a means for us
to once again connect with him. The only
requirement is we must each personally accept what Christ did for us. We may not think we are worth that depth of
love, but God says we are.
Love flows from a grateful heart. The more I grasp God’s great love for me the more I want to share it with others. Love is meant to be given away.
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