My job is to love God, love others, then lovingly lead people to the grace of Jesus. I’ll be the first to admit that I’m not perfect at this, but this is how I truly want to love. So I’ve decided to love more, and judge less.
Words can destroy, yes, but they also have the power to give life. The beauty is found in our ability to choose the words we speak and how we receive the ones spoken over us.
Has anyone ever gossiped about you? Said mean or malicious things to you? Lied about you? Lied to you? Labeled you? Judged you?
Have you ever felt poisoned by words?
If you are in relationship with people – of any sorts – chances are, you’ve experienced all of the above. We’re human, and humans say and do hurtful things.
The question is: do you believe them?
I was laying in bed one night picturing this long tunnel of a life that never seemed to get less complicated. This sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach told me this was life unless I was prepared to do something about it.
I applied the first thought that came to my mind – NO – and I discovered: when you give up what you think you need so you have to time to build what you really need… you find authentic community. You discover belonging. You feel supported. And loved. And valued. You understand what the Bible means when it describes iron sharpening iron.
Why do this?
Because life is too precious.
Time is too short.
The Kingdom call is too compelling to waste time living for anything or anyone else other than how Jesus would have me live.
Yesterday was one of those days. I felt like a chicken with my head chopped off. So when I placed my last folded towel on the top shelf of my linen closet and all my towels came crashing down… is it any wonder I slumped to the ground in defeat?
Often times, are moments of surrender are when God gently speaks to remind us of all the things we have in life to be grateful for. He lifts our eyes off our problem and onto him.
Be grateful for your mistakes, they can teach you valuable lessons. Be grateful for your troubles, they can become your blessings.
There are times in life when you feel like you’re getting everything wrong.
Should I invite my neighbours over more?
Should I spend more time with my kids?
Should I clean my house more often?
Should I pray more?
You get the idea.
This post today has nothing to say but everything to ask.
What helped you during the most difficult season of your life?
Right when you purpose to try and be a certain kind of person, life happens – for no other reason other than to test your limits and stretch your sense of humour. Am I right?
Like the guy who cut me off in traffic on the day I was to bring a smile to someone’s face.
Or the day I went to donate food to the food bank and my kids were melting down because they were “starving.”
It’s been an interesting 28 days of love.
I have laughed.
I have cried.
I have learned.
Love takes work. Love takes focus. Love requires habit. But love is contagious.
We love because he first loved us.
Two nights of music. Two completely different experiences. One profound epiphany.
Night #1: Justin Timberlake concert.
Night #2: Impromptu sing-song with a group of no-names in the back of a Salvation Army ministry van supporting the forgotten ones tucked away in the corners of dark alley’s, broken streets and broken dreams.
Everyday we are presented with countless opportunities to love the forgotten, care for the broken-hearted, look after the widows and protect the orphans in their distress. We don’t need to be standing on an expensive stage delivering a perfect performance to a sold-out crowd to do that.
Pure and genuine religion in the sight of God the Father means caring for orphans and widows in their distress and refusing to let the world corrupt you.
Have you ever considered that to someone else, YOU are their Justin Timberlake?
The entire world is watching the Olympics. This is not breaking news. So I’m sure everyone and their dog has heard about the Dufour-Lapointe sisters who dominated in the freestyle moguls – two of them claiming gold and silver, and the third placing top 12.
Watching them compete mesmerized me.
Their strength of speed.
Their strength of technique.
Their strength of posture.
But no one could have prepared me for the inspiring words of Maxine. Her strength of character said this: “There’s no rivalry. It’s about values and how you support each other.”
Maxine reminded me that success is not about the pathway to perfection, it’s about the process of your progress. Someone give her a medal for THAT.
Love is not just about feeling, it’s about choice.
It’s not just something you say, but something you do
It’s not just something you feel with emotion, but something you live with devotion
It’s not just something you practice at convenience, but something you purpose through commitment.
It’s February. The month of love. The appearance of love is everywhere. But is the depth?