Love. A Proper Noun

There once was a girl who grew up in the light. She was loved and knew love. One day, she left her life behind to follow after her one, true love, Jesus.

When she got to her destination, she found children who didn’t know light and love.

The girl who knew love was very wise. She understood that saying the word “love” was incomplete as “love” was merely an abstract concept to these dear children.

She understood that she needed to be love, and that is exactly what she did.

She became love to them by touching them, comforting them, feeding them, clothing them, nursing them, singing to them, teaching them, laughing with them, crying with them…

It was in the experience of love that the children learned the meaning of the word.

True story.

The setting is Uganda, and the girl is Katie Davis.

Yesterday, I had the happy occasion to spend about an hour with a handful of 1st and 2nd graders.

One girl reported that she knew a little girl whose mother didn’t love her because she didn’t give her any food to eat. Well, I only wish you could have seen the expression on the little girl’s face beside her. She was aghast and said so. Surely that couldn’t be true. There must be another reason she didn’t give her food. It couldn’t be that she didn’t love her.

I was nearly speechless. This story. This reality. It follows me wherever I go. I cannot escape. It must be important.

So, here I go again.

We are surrounded by a world of people who have absolutely no idea what love is. The word “love” is an abstract concept. If you grew up in light and love, this may be harder for you to understand. But it’s true.

Those who have had the great privilege of being loved and know their one, true love are called to love. Action word.

There is no opt out of this. It is a command.

In the interest of “spurring,” I offer this with the greatest humility.

When we see people doing things we cannot understand and wonder if they shouldn’t “know better,” please consider that “knowing” involves more than head knowledge.

There was a man who had two sons.

They both “knew” better.

One did everything “right,” and the other did everything “wrong.”

Which one was lost?

Hint: The answer is > 1

In the end, we read that one son came to his senses.

How?

That is a mystery that is above my pay grade. It’s not part of my job description.

What is my job?

To love as He loves.

One more thing.

John 15 is a personal favorite. This weekend, I had the honor to listen to Naghmeh Abedini share something the Lord has shared with her while her husband, Saeed, is imprisoned in Iran. She spoke on John 15, which is essentially Jesus’ last teaching before He was crucified.

She shared, in summary:

“I am the vine; you are the branches. Whoever abides in me and I in him, he it is that bears much fruit, for apart from me you can do nothing.”

How do we abide?

“If you keep my commandments, you will abide in my love, just as I have kept my Father’s commandments and abide in his love.”

What commandments?

“This is my commandment, that you love one another as I have loved you.”

John 15: 5, 10, 12

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