Love.
God can reveal Himself through anything and anyone.
Today my brother came home extremely upset. He is being made fun of on the bus. That is an understatement, but the gist of what is happening. For the first time in my life God sat me down and helped me to be able to just listen to someone hurting. There is so much damage inside people and most of the time it isn’t even visible. We carry it around day to day trying to block it out.
A past friend and my brother remind me so much of one another. I think he was still carrying around hurt from the past (high school) when I started dating him, whether he acted like it bothered him or not. I don’t think it was ever fully dealt with. God had put me in a great position to partner with Him to help heal him. I had ultimate Love to offer him because of Christ and through Christ. But I hoarded it. I didn’t give any part of myself away in fear of being hurt or eventually rejected. I didn’t love because I was looking inward at my own pain and the possibility of there one day being more. I had a noble opportunity. I let it slip away. I am selfish. God had a plan. I took it into my own dirty hands.
God fills us only to be depleted. It’s why we’re here. It’s what we do. We give of ourselves. We meet others needs. We are to regard one another as better than ourselves. It’s listening. It’s caring. It’s encouraging. It’s holding. It’s sitting with. It’s crying. It’s empathy. It’s compassion. It’s praying for. It’s Love.
I can’t believe it took me 2 years of desperately wanting to love someone to understand what it really means, looks like and feels like. My charge is to Love others because God first loved me and will continue to love me. I rely on him to meet my needs, carry me through, love me… so I can focus on others.
Why 25 years, God, to catch this?
Can Love go back and restore? Can I go back and do what I wanted but didn't? Can they let me try to love them your way, Jesus?
Today my brother came home extremely upset. He is being made fun of on the bus. That is an understatement, but the gist of what is happening. For the first time in my life God sat me down and helped me to be able to just listen to someone hurting. There is so much damage inside people and most of the time it isn’t even visible. We carry it around day to day trying to block it out.
A past friend and my brother remind me so much of one another. I think he was still carrying around hurt from the past (high school) when I started dating him, whether he acted like it bothered him or not. I don’t think it was ever fully dealt with. God had put me in a great position to partner with Him to help heal him. I had ultimate Love to offer him because of Christ and through Christ. But I hoarded it. I didn’t give any part of myself away in fear of being hurt or eventually rejected. I didn’t love because I was looking inward at my own pain and the possibility of there one day being more. I had a noble opportunity. I let it slip away. I am selfish. God had a plan. I took it into my own dirty hands.
God fills us only to be depleted. It’s why we’re here. It’s what we do. We give of ourselves. We meet others needs. We are to regard one another as better than ourselves. It’s listening. It’s caring. It’s encouraging. It’s holding. It’s sitting with. It’s crying. It’s empathy. It’s compassion. It’s praying for. It’s Love.
I can’t believe it took me 2 years of desperately wanting to love someone to understand what it really means, looks like and feels like. My charge is to Love others because God first loved me and will continue to love me. I rely on him to meet my needs, carry me through, love me… so I can focus on others.
Why 25 years, God, to catch this?
Can Love go back and restore? Can I go back and do what I wanted but didn't? Can they let me try to love them your way, Jesus?
posted by Holly at 8:09 PM
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