Don’t say you don’t need it. Don’t say it doesn’t matter.
There’s no hiding from it.
It’s at the heart of everything about you. Your pulse, your movement, your thinking. It’s the stirrings inside of you. What awakens your sleep, what captivates your captivations. It’s the poetry in your poem, the magical of your imagination, the strength beneath your sweat.
You’ll never find a forward step, a rush of hope, a cavern crossed, apart from love. You know you need it, you know you desire it. Like shining is to the sun.
When something is missing, it’s what’s missing. The lump in the throat, the gasping for breath, the cry from deep waters.
Love, the presence of. Love, the absence of. It’s everything.
There is no other way, but love. None.
Search the skies, the universe expanse. Look under here, look under there. Fasten the knife upon your belt, the gates around your heart. Take up arms, growl your threats, sabotage from within the shadows. Poison a cocktail, if you please.
But, nothing good ever came apart from love. No healing, no dream, no redemption, no turning the corner.
Nothing is impossible when love is the answer.
Search your footprints, every step upon your path. Love made you. Love has changed you, the only thing that’s changed you, for good.
So, please, please I beg you.
For heaven’s sake, for your sake. We must come back to love. Time is running out. The clock is ticking. The world is dying. Don’t say you don’t see it, don’t say you don’t feel it. Around you, within you.
How is that hate working for you? How are the silent treatments working for you? The false medications, the distance creations. The unforgiveness, the trust resistance.
How’s that working for you? The pimping of a dream that’s really a scheme. It’s all about you. Fame, fortune, sucking on the applause of others to convince yourself of what you are not convinced… that you are loved, lovable.
Do tell… how’s that working for you? Drawing the lines, placing the labels. Assigning people into the margins of your brain. In, out, somewhere in between. Friend, enemy. How’s that working for you? Muslim, Jew, black, white, conservative, progressive, gay, straight, rich, poor, terrorist, peace-maker.
I say, who gives a rip? Love for Christ’s sake! Love. Without restraint, without condition, without question… your sole ambition.
Do it. Be free. Untie the ropes. It’s love.
The essence of God, and all this is good. You can’t go wrong with love. You can’t do it.
Nothing is impossible when love is the answer.
If the world is going to change, it will be because we loved it into change.
Start with the history of people, particularly of your enemy.
We are a complicated people, who at times, punch at the very things we need the most. Standing in the right, standing in the wrong. We all have the twitches, scars, the vulnerabilities. Blind spots, personalities, all intermixed. Rages, passions, deep within. Kicking, screaming. Longing to love, and be loved in return.
“If we could read the secret history of our enemies, we should find in each man’s life sorrow and suffering enough to disarm all hostility.”- Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Love means making a thorough understanding of the histories of those we want to be history. There is no compassion without understanding, and no understanding without love.
Love, is the history examiner, the back-story investigator, the benefit-of-the-doubt giver.
We cannot change people without understanding the history that changed them. Applying love, where none was given.
Love the difference of people.
For who among us is not different in some way? Who of us can claim perfect togetherness with anyone?
The unity of love is in our willingness to love within differences. Shades of grey.
There is humanity within every human, we must find it and hold onto it. Cherish it, unshackle it to the surface. This is the quest of love, to dig deep into everyone. There is an image in which we have all been created. A Person into which, we have all been recreated.
We are not our differences, we are all, reflections of the Father, manifestations of the Son. All together, different. Beautiful, glorious, magnificent.
God is so much bigger than we, and how we might be separate. Expressing Himself, giving Himself, living Himself in all of it.
What God intends, should not leave us intimidated… that we are different. All of us.
For we cannot be the difference without a love of our differences.
Love is the great influencer, the great affirmer.
How do change anyone, I ask you? An enemy, an author of injustice. A violent perpetrator of evil. Or how about the selfish, the greedy, the scheming schemers.
How do you change anyone? The wrong, the misguided, the speakers of untruth. The disagreeing, the dissenting, the rebels, addicted to their youth.
How do you do it? With rules, guilt, punishment, politics, religion? Fear, shame, intimidation, some faith decision? Weapons fired, love withheld, life restricted, hope taken, body imprisoned?
How do you change anyone, for good?
“For the Grace of God teaches us to live rightly…” Titus 2:12
Grace is the vibration made when God touches you. God who is love, who loves you. Everything about you. Affirming, delighting in, all of creation.
There is no other touch from God than Grace. And Grace, the only thing that changed anything or anyone, for good.
And here in lies the scandal. That you have been changed, already. Even though you may not know it, or believe it.
You are the beauty of Jesus, the love of the Father, the change God is bringing to the world.
It is you. You are the love.
The beauty, the change. Awaken to you.
Nothing changes until you love from the love that you are.
Wrestling down, hugging even when it hurts, awakening one heart at a time… to love.
There is no other way. None.
Be the beauty, the change, the love you already are…
…loving the the world into change.
This is the way, the only way it’s done.
Loving the world, your world, into change.
A beautiful affirmation and exhortation, Chris! I love that I and every living soul are the beauty of Jesus – that even my enemy is the love of God untapped and hidden.
This is like a poem in free verse. But it’s all a bit theoretical until put into actual practice. It’s a little unreal because it lacks the grit of reality, where love must continue to love even when tramped on and spurned and ground into the dust. Would love to be inspired by such stories. Do you have some of those to tell?
Jem, my sentiments exactly. But if we don’t believe that all are not condemned but equally loved we haven’t got a leg to stand on in our feeble attempts to be peacemakers in our world. It would be great to hear some stories of this “loving” being put to the test. Blessings, Sis.
Hey Jem, great insight! You absolutely right! Let me think on some true stories of this worked out in the real!
Chris, that will be great. I look forward to that. Thanks.
I have a “true story” to share. I am a recovering violent person, alcoholic/addict who has been a seeker of Grace before, during and after my active chemical dependency. I wrote my book on hope for healing the epidemic of violence, comparing the evolutionary paths of organisms in general, people in grief, and people in addictions. It all adds up to having compassion for ourselves and our messed up lives, then turning that outwards to compassionate action for others. 5 min. video at https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v7RfLmrlCPc&feature=youtu.be
David, that is a powerful story! I will definitely be checking out your video and your website! Thanks for sharing and connecting! If you are on FB, would love to connect with you there too!