Love. What is it? That's an age old question....but from one of my students perspective.

Me: Love, what is that?
Student: Like Granny and Papa.

I would have to agree.  

This day Monday, November 18, 2013 deserves a celebration because you see I once was lost, but now I am found. I once was blind, but now I see. Sin was deep, but His love and blood was greater still. So, I celebrate this day and everyday, that Jesus Christ has made me whole. Even though I'm not perfect I struggle everyday with realizing who I am in Christ and what he did for me. It's a  beautiful struggle with ups and downs. I struggle with the importance of what I am doing now...is it worthwhile. I don't want to "run" in vain. (Phillipians 3:2) I feel the teeter totter of freedom in Christ and using my freedom in Christ for my own advantage.(Galatians 5:13)  Life isn't always beautiful, sometimes it hurts. Last week at this time I called my best friend to run to the hospital with me because my dad had been admitted. not easy. God is faithful to me though, even when I am not faithful to Him, and that my friend is the beauty of grace.

Stop. it. 

Stop it. Just stop. Seriously, stop going to church. Stop giving clothes to charity. Stop being friendly. Quit Bible study. Just stop. Stop singing in church raising your hands up high. Stop giving tithe. It's worthless, pointless really. Profits nothing......without love that is. If I give my body to be burned, but don't have love. I am nothing. If I raise my hands in church apparently praising the One who died for me, but don't love my brother (or enemy) my worship is null and void. If I go to a forgein land, and live my life spreading the gospel, yet I don't love, then I have done it all for nothing. 

This thought is obviously not orginal with me. It comes from 1 Corinthians 13. Agape love....true love is so much bigger than me. May I live each and every day in an understading that the people around me are hurting literally, fighting hell. Love them inspite of themselves not because I am capable in myself, but because He loved me first.