It was a reunion of extraordinary proportions. To see the gleam in their eyes, the hope and joy overflowing from their hearts… WOW! That’s real love.
We live in a culture where all we need is supposedly love, yet still, at times, it seems rare indeed. There exists way too much oppression, bigotry, and worship of man-made concoctions an earring short of a golden calf. Too many leaders have embraced a leadership style that values speaking louder (more than listening), subduing dissenting opinion (more than learning), and surrounding self with like thinking (more than being sharpened by another). To me, those contradict a love that makes the world go round.
What is real love?
I’ve heard it’s a splendored thing; it’s a verb; and it will keep us together. They say you can’t buy it, can’t hurry it, and some will stop in the name of it. Others question how deep it is, if it will still exist tomorrow, and what it really has to with anything. Some love rainy nights. Some rock ‘n roll. Be careful, though, as several will say it stinks, bites, and claim you’ve lost it. Yet as I ponder the wisdom in knowing the power of love, I am spurred on by something that’s real.
One of my dear friends left for Asia last weekend, flying overseas, putting her family here on hold, sacrificing her resources, to proceed with an international adoption. She and her husband are adopting not a cute, cuddly, and innocent infant, but rather, a 15 year old orphaned teenager. There are no material rewards for this. There will be no fanfare or publicity for the selfless act of this compassionate family. Any thanks my friend receives will stem from the knowledge that she knows she is truly demonstrating love. She and her family are providing hope, opportunity, and a solid foundation for a young girl whose foundational pillars have been previously shattered.
We live in a culture where all we need is supposedly love, yet still, at times, it seems rare indeed. There exists way too much oppression, bigotry, and worship of man-made concoctions an earring short of a golden calf. Too many leaders have embraced a leadership style that values speaking louder (more than listening), subduing dissenting opinion (more than learning), and surrounding self with like thinking (more than being sharpened by another). To me, those contradict a love that makes the world go round.
What is real love?
I’ve heard it’s a splendored thing; it’s a verb; and it will keep us together. They say you can’t buy it, can’t hurry it, and some will stop in the name of it. Others question how deep it is, if it will still exist tomorrow, and what it really has to with anything. Some love rainy nights. Some rock ‘n roll. Be careful, though, as several will say it stinks, bites, and claim you’ve lost it. Yet as I ponder the wisdom in knowing the power of love, I am spurred on by something that’s real.
One of my dear friends left for Asia last weekend, flying overseas, putting her family here on hold, sacrificing her resources, to proceed with an international adoption. She and her husband are adopting not a cute, cuddly, and innocent infant, but rather, a 15 year old orphaned teenager. There are no material rewards for this. There will be no fanfare or publicity for the selfless act of this compassionate family. Any thanks my friend receives will stem from the knowledge that she knows she is truly demonstrating love. She and her family are providing hope, opportunity, and a solid foundation for a young girl whose foundational pillars have been previously shattered.
Real love is this: loving the orphans and the widows. Loving with no expectation of receiving anything in return. That’s why there was a gleam in their eyes. Well, truth is, I wasn’t with them in Asia last weekend. They’re still there. But I know if I experienced love like that, there’d be a gleam in my eyes, too.
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