My mind won’t slow down. I have so much running around in my head.
For one:
Love. It’s the problem and it’s the answer. It’s the question and the solution.
The problem with love is that it can be misdirected. Too often, we direct too much of it toward ourselves. Too often this hurts ourselves–but worse, misdirection of love almost always hurts others. We love ourselves so much that we forget what is good for others. We care so much about our own causes that we neglect those of others. We work so hard to spread our own opinions and thoughts and philosopies that we trash those of others. We damage others with our own selfishness–the opposite of love.
The answer is to direct that love toward others. Small actions, large ones, kind words, loving words… forgiveness …compassion …understanding …the list goes on.
The question of love is this: How? How much do we need to do in order to fix the damage done with our selfishness? How do we undo the messy damage we’ve caused? How do we allow our own damage, courtesy of selfish people, to be repaired so that we can freely love again?
Maybe it’s just me. But I’m finding that one person’s love can undo all of the damage selfishness has done. All of the damage that jealousy has caused can be outdone by the Love of Christ. He Loves us in times of worship. He expresses His matchless Love for us through the actions of others, or the words of others. He gives us Gifts by the Power of His Love. He lovingly takes care of us. He comforts us when the pain seems unbearable–when we feel that we can’t take anything else. Christ’s Love is the solution. His Love never ends. His love undoes, heals, repairs the messy damage caused by the neglectful lack-of-love of others.
We must open our hearts to His healing Love, let go of the past, and hold on to what He has for us to learn. And none of this is easy; that’s part of the solution, too. It’s a process: a painful one.
Sometimes we feel like we’re on the edge; Christ’s Love keeps us there–keeps us from falling over. His love pulls us back from that ledge.
All along, Christ was right there, keeping me from falling off that ledge. For this, I am so thankful. Grateful. Unexplainably indebted to my Savior. I am so unworthy…