Don’t just pretend to love others. Really love them. Hate what is wrong. Hold tightly to what is good. Love each other with genuine affection, and take delight in honoring each other.
—Romans 12:9 NLT
Lord, I am at a place I have never been, and never will be again. This day is like no other. Opportunities will come today that will never come on another day. Today is a landmark in my life—where your heart either stirs me to love others or where I sit self-satisfied in my own little world.
“I love you,” God whispers, “even though you often cheapen my grace with selfishness. My grace is all about you. I gave everything for you to know my love. For you to discover faith in the midst of fear. For you to discover joy in the midst of pain. For you to understand that because my love is all about you, your love is all about others.”
Yes, Jesus, your love is about me. My love should be all about others. You gave everything for me. My love should honor your sacrifice, and help the needs, hurts, and pain of others. My life is not about what I might want or think I need. It is not about my hurt feelings, but about forgiveness. It is not about my pain, but it is about the pain of someone else. It is in giving your love away that I discover the depth of your love and healing for me. To honor the gift of your sacrifice and love, I place myself in your hands. I will not just pretend to love. I will love what is good, and stand for what you say is right. I will help others to realize the potential you see in them, and to stir them to reach for the fulfillment they can only find in you.
I want to reach beyond myself. Break open my self-satisfied little world, Lord, and shake me up so that I will grasp that nothing is about me. It is all about your love in me, and the opportunity you bring today for me to share it. One day I will stand before you, Jesus—my Savior—who gave everything for me. In that one moment the love I gave on earth will face the love of God in its revealing clarity. It will no longer be just a reflection. I will, in that moment, know if it was enough.
© 2017 Lynn Lacher