The greatest desire I have for my children is that they will experience love, and live a life of actively loving. Not just the kind that tickles their ears with the things that they want to hear. Not the kind that strokes their ego or tells them what they think they need. I am asking for real Love, in its purest form.
The kind of love that spoke the worlds into order, the love that hung each star in its place turning night to day, and back into night, yet again. I want them to live in the fullness of the love that looked forward into eternity, and designed every aspect of their character and physical form, with purpose and destiny.
The hard part for me is to let them find their way. I can point the direction, showing them by my actions what it is, and is not, but ultimately they must experience the Author of Love for themselves. I must not get in their way as they walk the learning path. I require much wisdom, so that I don’t act prematurely, jumping onto the path and actually derailing them. I need the Author Himself to temper my Mommy-Heart.
I pray that, as gravity keeps them on the earth, so will the desire to be in the presence of Love…as it is the greatest motivational force of our lives. Like gravity it will affix their feet. As our feet have no choice but be drawn back down with every step, so will their spirits be pulled back in toward Love.
*Pray for me, that I will live in the fullness that the Author intends for me...this Mommy-Heart can't get in the way:)
1 Corinthians 13
If I speak in the tongues of men or of angels, but do not have 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 do not have love, I am nothing. If I give all I possess to the poor and give over my body to hardship that I may boast, but do not have love, I gain nothing.
Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. For we know in part and we prophesy in part, but when completeness comes, what is in part disappears. When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put the ways of childhood behind me. For now we see only a reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.
And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
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