It’s February and it’s the month of love and it’s the longest-shortest month of the year and I want to write about love but I realize maybe I don’t know anything about love and what can I learn in only a few long-short weeks?
Really, what is love? really… love is….
and I think 1 Corinthians 13.
But I don’t know what it’s talking about and I can’t recite the verses and I may just be the opposite of love and I can’t take it so I don’t look . I don’t read . I don’t memorize . I don’t recite . How in the world – the months – these weeks – for this special day can I live out these scriptures?
I must turn.
I must turn all the way.
I’ve gotta turn all the way away from my sin all the way to the Savior and re.pent.
Repent… repentance isn’t only turning away from sin but it’s turning to the Savior.
I’ve gotta remember…
I’ve got to remember He preached “Repent, for the kingdom of heaven is at hand.”
Remember He called “Follow me…”
Remember the disciples immediately left their nets, their boats, their work, their father, and followed him (These grown men left everything).
Remember He commands “Seek first the kingdom of God and His righteousness…”
Remember He answers “The greatest command is this: love God with all of who you are and love your neighbors as yourself….”
Remember He gives Himself so that they and you and me could have everything.
This is the way . the truth . the life . of love.
Jesus loves you and me this I know.
He loves you and me so much in this way that He gives His life so that you and me sinners dead can have life abundant and eternal.
Maybe that’s when I can know love…. when I seek first the Kingdom of God and I follow Him, I turn all the way to Him, maybe then the Way the Truth and the Life leads me into His love?
Maybe this is when I love Him with my all and I am able to love others the way I love myself…
Maybe love is wiping off shelves and wiping away tears and putting everything back in its place. Maybe love is hot coffee and sweet chocolate and strong words and sweet compassion. Maybe love is looking into his eyes; hugging her neck; choosing to turn all the way so that you can hold that person’s hand and help them into the kingdom of Heaven with you, into abundant and eternal life together.
Love is this. Love is not pink and purple construction paper and red and white candies. I might like those things but they are not love.
Love is this. Love is not pretty and polite and polished and put together but ugly and painful and messy and unraveled and falling to pieces, and being made whole again by Love Himself.
Love is this. Love is not sitting on a throne beside Him but coming under the Cross with Him. Love is the death burial and resurrection of Christ for you and Love is taking up your Cross and following Him.
Love is not a set aside day for a dinner date but all personal preferences set aside so that my minutes, days, weeks, months, years and life prefer someone else besides me, so that my life turns you and her and every person I hug all the way around to Jesus.
Jesus loves you this I know
and Jesus is love this I know
for the Bible tells me so.
When we are little and sinful and silly and weak
He is lovely and Sovereign and Good and strong
and Jesus is Love.
And maybe this year I will lean in a little more and turn all the way around to Love and hug your neck in a way that turns you all the way around in love to Him… and maybe we will be transformed by Love that casts out fear and cares for all of our burdens and why not now?