There’s been a voice developing in my head over the past year. This voice takes shards of my day and polishes and smoothes until it’s something I don’t mind putting in my window....souvenirs of my motherhood adventure. A toddler meltdown over a popsicle that in the moment makes me want to bang my head against the refrigerator door turns into a funny story that reminds me how far we’ve come from middle of the night feedings. And when I really tune into the voice, I often find insight into God and His love for me. This blog is the recording studio for that voice. My hope is that the souvenirs of my day serve as entertainment and encouragement to those of you who are banging your head against a refrigerator door. And that you’re inspired to find a voice of your own that turns these trying moments into treasured souvenirs.

Thursday, May 7, 2015

Finding the source of true love



Everyone, less fever boy from last week is sick.  The sound of coughing has a high probability of sending me to the looney bin.  We’re on week two of illness.  I HATE being stuck at home….I’m definitely a go-go type of mama.  The one positive side-effect of being in week two of illness is it’s 7:23AM and everyone (less fever boy from last week) is still sleeping.  The house is quiet and I have time to think while the sun is actually up!?  So I find myself thanking God for the sickness in my house, and typing out thoughts that have been rumbling around my mind for the last day.  


I was watching the “AD” mini-series last night, chronicling the early years of Christianity right after Jesus died, rose again, and ascended to heaven.  The episode featured a man who murdered a Roman guard, and was hiding in the Christian camp outside of Jerusalem.  The Jewish leader found out the man’s location and visited Peter in the camp.  I was fully expecting Peter to turn this murderer over to face justice, and protect the camp of Christians from a Roman invasion.  But he refused.  After the Jewish leader left, Peter sought out the murderer, confronted him, and forgave him.  He told the man that God was the judge and his only assignment on this earth was to show love. 


I can’t get this scene out of my head.  Just an hour earlier I was watching the nightly news….with segments on the movie theater shooting trial and the Boston marathon bombing trial.  These are two of the most hated men in the United States today.  One has been convicted, the other will surely be convicted.  It’s really no different than the murderer in the “AD” episode.  That man was the most hated man of his day.  Peter was face to face with him and extended love and mercy.  How did he do it?


Peter had mastered the premise of Christianity:  Love God.  Love Others.  And that’s not, “love God and love others that haven’t wronged you”.  We’re not meant to overthink the simplicity of these words.  It’s simple and crystal clear, so why is it so hard?   I think it’s hard because love doesn’t come from us.  We have an abundant supply of the easy kind of love….the kind of love we show to those who compliment us, give us gifts, create a space for us to merge in a traffic jam, but true love comes only from God.  And this kind of love is what’s required to love our enemy.  That God…..He’s pretty clever.  He made Christianity so simple, but at the same time impossible for us to put into practice without Him.  


My skin prickles at the news stories of today.  Not because I’m disgusted by the criminals wreaking havoc on our world, but because I’m sad for them.  They are lost and they have hurt others in their lostness.  I think that’s a sign that I’m on the right track.  Now if I could just have true love for all the coughers in my house:-).

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