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Sunday, January 30, 2005

THE GREATEST COMMANDMENTS

I loved this so much I needed to post it...
From William MacDonald's devotional, One Day at a Time, offered by The Berean Call:

January 26: "Beloved, if God so loved us, we also ought to love one another." 1 John:11

We must not think of love as an uncontrollable, unpredictable emotion. We are commanded to love, and this would be quite impossible if love were some elusive, sporadic sensation, coming as unaccountably as a common cold. Love does involve the emotions but it is more a matter of the will than of the emotions.We must also guard against the notion that love is confined to a world of dream castles with little relation to the nitty-gritty of everyday life.

For every hour of moonlight and roses, there are weeks of mops and dirty dishes. In other words, love is intensely practical. For instance, when a plate of bananas is passed at the table and one has black spots, love takes that one. Love cleans the washbasin and bathtub after using them. Love replaces papertowels when the supply is gone so that the next person will not be inconvenienced.

Love puts out the lights when they are not in use. It picks up the crumpled Kleenex instead of walking over it. It replaces the gas and oil after using a borrowed car. Love empties the garbage without being asked. It doesn't keep people waiting. It serves others before self. It takes a squalling baby out so as not to disturb the meeting. Love speaks loudly so that the deaf can hear. And love works in order to have the means to share with others...

"Love has a hem to its garment
That reaches right down to the dust
It can reach the stains of the streets and lanes,
And because it can, it must.
It dare not rest on the mountain;
It must go down to the vale;
For it cannot find its fullness of mind
Till it kindles the lives that fail."
God bless you and yours,
John

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