Grace Walk
Walk with Me and work with Me--watch how I do it.
Learn the unforced rhythms of grace.
I won't try to lay anything heavy or ill-fitting on you.
Keep company with Me and you'll learn to live freely and lightly.

-Matthew 11:29-30 The Message


Hidden Treasures
One of the most satisfying aspects of writing
is that it can open in us deep wells of hidden treasures
that are beautiful for us as well as for others to see.

-Henri Nouwen in Bread for the Journey

A Modern Day Psaltery
David wrote psalms to express
what was in his heart.
Seeing no need to hide what he felt,
he wrote with sincerity, and with no hidden agenda.
What he felt was never taken against him.
Pray, dear reader, discern my heart between the lines.
Dinah Maria Craik couldn't have said it better:
"Oh the comfort -- the inexpressible comfort
of feeling safe with a person --
having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words,
but pouring them all right out, just as they are,
chaff and grain together;
certain that a faithful hand will take and sift them,
keep what is worth keeping,
and then, with the breath of kindness
blow the rest away."

Friday, February 5, 2010

A Tribute to Love

The Prodigal Son comes home and is embraced by his father.

Original painting by Charlie Mackesy

photo taken from here



The son said to him,
"Father, I have sinned against heaven
and against you.

I am no longer worthy to be called your son."

But the father said to his servants,
"Quick! Bring the best robe and put it on him.
Put a ring on his finger and sandals on his feet.
Bring the fattened calf and kill it.
Let's have a feast and celebrate.
For this son of mine was dead
and is alive again;
he was lost and is found."

Luke 15:21-24





February is the month the world celebrates love.

Throughout the ages countless beautiful lines have been penned by songwriters, poets, and authors about this powerful emotion called love.

No one has to be taught how to speak it. Love is a universal language, it can be spoken without words. In any culture, this language is spoken and understood.

Love is the language of the heart.

A tiny baby in the womb of its mother recognizes the voice of love. A woman in her old age, about to breathe her last, still longs to hear the language of love.

Love can soothe an angry heart, speak peace to turbulent emotions, even rekindle feelings that have grown cold, or indifferent.

In fact, love is a powerful political weapon; it can accomplish what hate could never do. It can make wars cease, break down dividing walls, bring peace to troubled lands.

Love heals and builds up where hate tears down and destroys.


But the sad truth is that in our present world, love is not always the natural response.

Offense, retaliation, competition, manipulation, selfish ambition, and control.

These are just some of the trademarks found in many relationships today.


Love is the main motivation of the Father's heart.


And love can be such a protective wall around our hearts, homes, and societies.

Instead, the picture we often see is that of broken down walls, fences needing to be mended.

Underneath the impressive facades of our buildings are crumbling foundations.

Within beautiful homes are lonely hearts aching for love.

Even so-called Christian churches are not exempt. Jesus foretells this when he talks about the signs of the end of the age:


And then shall many be offended,
and shall betray one another,
and shall hate one another.
And many false prophets shall rise,
and shall deceive many.
And because iniquity shall abound,
the love of many shall wax cold.

- Matthew 24:10-12


Offense, betrayal and hatred...cause the love of many to grow cold today.

And so it is that relationships are often marked by deals and demands, rather than redemptive offers of grace and hope.

Comfort and convenience, these are the altars before which many in this generation bow. Thus, if a relationship proves too difficult to work on, or if it turns out to be a hindrance to one's carefully laid out plans, if something becomes an interruption, or an intrusion...then it must be sacrificed in favor of promotion and ambition.

Expedience...compromise. These are names of the popular power games today.

There is no room, no time for genuine love. Self is too much on the throne.

And we have all become the poorer for it.

Corruption. Decay.

Hearts shrink, perspectives become much too narrow.

It hurts for us to kick against the goads. Our Creator never designed us for such a low level of existence.

We find ourselves asking, "Where have all the flowers gone?"

Deep inside, something reminds us. We were meant for greater things!

Our hearts were programmed for love.



So love waits, and love endures. This heavenly language is not easily forgotten. We were created for love.

Like the Father waiting for the prodigal son to come to his senses and come home, love waits to be re-awakened.

The door is always open in the Father's house. He stands waiting, ready to give love a second chance.

If we will be honest and listen to the inner voice, we will hear the divine invitation to come home to where love is real, not forced...where you are accepted as you are, without demands, without expectations.

In the Father's house, the welcome never ends.






This month, why not make a paradigm shift?

Come up higher. Make a fresh commitment to walk down this noble path. Everything in life is a choice; surely it's never too late to choose love..

Are there hearts that have shriveled and dried up?

There's always hope. The waters of love can cause them to spring back to life again.


Forget the former things;
do not dwell on the past.

See, I am doing a new thing!

Now it springs up; do you not perceive it?
I am making a way in the desert
and streams in the wasteland.

- Isaiah 43:18-19


Choose to have the largeness of heart to overlook an offense, to go the second mile...way beyond the call of duty.

Withhold no one a favor, when it is within our power to grant it.

Extend a helping hand, even when our schedule is tight.

Offer a cup of cold water to a weary traveler.

Speak kind words of appreciation, let them flow like a healing balm to a wounded heart.

Tear up the list. Choose to forgive.

Or ask to be forgiven! Write that letter, make that phone call.

Put your offering down, and be reconciled.

Never mind the sand, go for the gold.


Open the prison door, and let yourself go free!


There is a dying world out there, waiting for someone courageous enough to swim against the tide....willing to stand alone...and make a difference!




One of my favorite songs, written by Dennis Lambert and Brian Potter, is entitled Put A Little Love Away.

It is not really a spiritual song. Talking about a relationship that has ended, its message is simple but serves as a good reminder to us:

"We all need a penny for a rainy day."

Rather than wallow in discouragement, the song tells us to move on, to keep on believing and hoping in love.


Love builds the bridge that all of us must someday pass - there's no denying that.

We can't always have things going our way. Today we're up...but what about tomorrow? Isn't it wise to sow seeds of love today? Their fruits could surely come in handy sooner than we think!

There needs come a time in our life when the best thing we can do is to put our defensive (and offensive!) weapons down...and lift up the banner of love.

A time came when I realized that I didn't always have to defend my position....or to always be right. As my friend Jane Rubietta once said, "Self-righteousness is a heavy burden to carry."

She couldn't have said it better. I got tired of always making my self as the focal point.


Why not rather be wronged?

Or maligned?

Or falsely accused?


That must have been one of the best realizations I ever had. That was the day Jesus spoke to me and said, "Love covers all. Let My love be your defense."



Some think this is sign of weakness. Is it, really?

I think it is a sign of strength, the mark of a conqueror!


Who shall separate us from the love of Christ?
Shall trouble or hardship or persecution
or famine or nakedness or danger or sword?
...No, in all these things we are more than conquerors
through Him who loved us.

- Romans 8:35-37


I came across this poem about love:


Love Is...

Slow to suspect - quick to trust
Slow to condemn - quick to justify
Slow to offend - quick to defend
Slow to expose - quick to shield
Slow to reprimand - quick to forbear
Slow to belittle - quick to appreciate
Slow to demand - quick to give
Slow to provoke - quick to help
Slow to resent - quick to forgive

(Author unknown)


Here are a few other personal lessons I have learned about love through the years:

Love softens the lines on our faces.

Love is a sheltering tree.

Love always hopes, and believes the best.

Love is choosing to fight life's battles in the opposite spirit.

Love means accepting the brokenness of our fellow human beings, and putting on the humility of Christ...

...being willing to be my brother's keeper,

...to be a servant,

...to wash the feet of another.

I am a child of the King, therefore my speech should reflect His royal nature!


Yes, as children of the King, we were designed by our Maker for nobility of character.


Will we choose the way of love... not a mere intellectual assent or head knowledge...but truly, loving from our heart, and in our actions...without conditions?

Jesus did.


For God so loved the world
that he gave his one and only Son,
that whoever believes in Him shall not perish
but have eternal life.

- John 3:16


We can make the same choice today!


Related post: In Quietness and Confidence


20 comments:

Vickie said...

Beautiful Lidj! Absolutely beautiful.


blessings,
Vickie

Andrea said...

"Love is the language of the heart"...AMEN!! Beautiful post!!

Blessings, love, hugs, and prayers,
andrea

PS: We are in the midst of our third winter storm. Please pray we do NOT lose power.

Cindy said...

...and the greatest of these is love. Thank you for a sweet post!

Andrea said...

Lidj, I have been enriched and challenged by your beautiful words of truth this morning. I am sitting at my computer while I am battling a virus (likely H1N1 the doctor said).

I want the love of God so poured in and through my life by the Holy Spirit, so that I will see with Christ's eyes and heart and react with His spirit.

Your words will stick to my ribs as I take them with me this day and this month.

So many around us have deep need. How can we even begin to reach out to them without real love?

Blessing to you, my special friend, and much love in Christ!

Andrea

P.S. Please pray that I will know and fulfill God's call. I need to hear His voice.

Mari said...

Beautiful post Lidj. I really liked the little poem.

Sita said...

Thanks, Lidj---pretty song--
Love, Sita

Anonymous said...

When love comes around it really does not matter who is right or wrong....it is an amazing equalizer and a wonderful healer

RCUBEs said...

I'm so glad that God's nature is unconditional love. Not like our way, of loving based on emotions and feelings.

Not until we receive Him and know His love, we won't be able to love others the way He does.

Like a cup [our lives], may we be empty and receptive to His love that is ready to be poured out. Anytime. Anywhere.

How beautiful it must be if everyone is loving each other here, God's way. Beautiful post sister Lidj. God bless and may He protect you always.

Terry said...

dear crown of beauty..this is the best picture i have ever seen of the prodigal son!..so so tender the father is!
you know when that prodigal son decided to come home, in those days he was expecting nothing but death becasue according to jewish law, he SHOULD have been stoned!

18If a man have a stubborn and rebellious son, which will not obey the voice of his father, or the voice of his mother, and that, when they have chastened him, will not hearken unto them:

19Then shall his father and his mother lay hold on him, and bring him out unto the elders of his city, and unto the gate of his place;

20And they shall say unto the elders of his city, This our son is stubborn and rebellious, he will not obey our voice; he is a glutton, and a drunkard.

21And all the men of his city shall stone him with stones, that he die: so shalt thou put evil away from among you; and all Israel shall hear, and fear.

just as the sinner when he sees that there is no hope for himself sees that the only place he deserves is hell and that is when god shows him the way to life and heaven!

another thing i really love about this story is not only did the father run to his repentant son, but the servants did too beause they were so close to the father, that the father only had to turn to them and ask them to bring him the shoes and the robe and the ring..hmmm..they were probably carrying them with them!
oh what a story of grace and now i will go back and read your post more closely..
thank you so much crown of beauty, beautiful light!..love terry

ps..did i ever tell you my dear friend that i was that prodigal son?..yeh...i guess i did but i love to tell it again and again!

Sandy, Sisters of Season said...

Greetings Lidj,

Beautiful post. Everyday I ask the Lord that I may be a blessing to someone . . . blessing is to love on someone, but Lidj, I think you bless me when I come to visit your blog.
Have a nice weekend! love, Sandy

Anonymous said...

Our family has spent the last month celebrating the unconditional love taught by my husband's father and mother and that we try to pass on to our children.

You have done a beautiful job, Lidj, explaining the very thing we have been celebrating - and put into words what has been in our hearts!


And so true!

Vickie said...

Hi Lidj, just stopping by again to thank you for your kinds words. Feel free to use the post anytime. It's my heart's desire to be a source of encouragement to the body of Christ. I always want the Word to speak to me first and then through me.

blessings,
vickie

Anonymous said...

Thank you my wise friend for sharing the "love" words from our Lord, Jesus Christ.
May HE continue to bless your work!!!
In HIS LOVE,
Bren

Terra said...

Your words are deep and full of the love of Jesus. I like the photos of your beautiful family, and your nicknames for them.
Terra

Deborah Ann said...

I feel like I just walked down the road of mercy and came to the fork in the road called love. You said it so beautifully and perfectly...Are you writing a book? Your writing really stirs up the soul...

Mrs. Mac said...

Comfort and convenience, these are the altars before which many in this generation bow.

Your words above struck a cord at how true they are. Not only in relationships .. but everyday living. We are such a transient, disposable world that it must bring shame to God's creation. I think modern life is out of touch with reality.

christy rose said...

Wow! Lidj, this was just beautiful! We really have no idea how to love, do we? I think that is because we have assumed that God loves the way that we do instead of us just receiving His unconditional transforming love and allowed it to enlighten us to what True Love is really all about.

Beloved of God said...

I know the artist, Charlie Mackesy.. he does the most beautiful artwork, and although he was an artist before he became a Christian, afterwards his artwork became Spirit-inspired! Thank you for this gorgeous post - much needed for my heart today.

http://bitsandpieces-sonja.blogspot.com/ said...

Lidj:

Visiting you on your page makes me feel like I'm 'coming home!'

What a beautiful expression of love there is here, the ultimate love, the Father's love, and He is giving you an amazing gift of sharing that love.

I so enjoyed 'fellowshiping' with you today.

Love,

Sonja

Julie said...

Dear sweet Lidj....

I loved your heart expressed here... That love, that relentless, unyielding, everlasting love has taken my breath away. I know it's true... love will not be expressed through me until it is experienced in me.

I am so grateful for your heart!

LOVED the photo above... I have quite the love for the prodigal son story. I was the older brother until He came to set me free...

Bless you friend!