While I thought he was a wonderful person, I quickly grew tired of his sermons. Everyone of them ended with the same message: love one another.
That's a great message. But it didn't seem like the answer to everything back then.
Now I'm not so sure. I think he was on to something.
The older I get, the more I realize the importance of loving others well. I'm learning that inside every person is a little girl or boy who wants to be loved. They want to know that someone sees them ... really sees them ... and loves them.
Yesterday, I read 1 Corinthians 13. Normally I read the part the defines love. But yesterday, I read the introductory passages, verses 1-3.
"If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames, but have not love, I gain nothing."So, I can be the best keeper of my home, but if I don't love my family well, it is just a show.
I can be the most proficient editor, but if I don't love my editing team, it's an empty offering.
I can be the most talented ministry leader, but if I don't love my volunteers, it's nothing.
I can talk a good game, but if I'm not loving others well, I'm just an annoying, clanging gong. And I'm old enough to remember the Gong Show and that's not what I want to be.
This call to love others well is my second greatest calling - just under loving God well.
It's not always easy, especially when it's not returned in the way I think it should be. But that's the interesting thing about God's commands - they are never dependent on what anyone else does.
Yet the rewards are amazing when I don't worry about that. When I'm sowing love, God reaps a harvest in the right season.
In His Love,