‘If I speak with human eloquence and angelic ecstasy but don’t love,
I’m nothing but the creaking of a rusty gate.
If I speak God’s Word with power,
revealing all his mysteries and making everything plain as day,
and if I have faith that says to a mountain, “Jump,” and it jumps, but I don’t love,
If I give everything I own to the poor and even go to the stake to be burned as a martyr, but I don’t love,
I’ve gotten nowhere.
So, no matter what I say, what I believe, and what I do,
I’m bankrupt without love.’ (1 Corinthians 13:1-3 MSG)
I’m struggling friends. My heart is torn up over an injustice that I witnessed this past week and it has me reeling – questioning so many aspects of my life. And it leads my heart to reflect on the unfair suffering of Jesus.
Life is not fair. It’s not going to be. But it is necessary for forever and ever and ever in our heavenly home – if we so choose.
Set a piece of Christmas holly up in your thoughts. Allow the thorns of the leaves to prick your heart, reminding you of the crown of thorns that Love endured for you to have access to eternity.
Let the red berries turn your thoughts to the blood of Christ that was shed for the salvation of all mankind. For you. For me.
‘So, no matter what I say, what I believe, what I do, I am bankrupt without love.’
I found this Christmas re-focus on 1 Cor. 13. It is worth sharing:
‘1 CORINTHIANS 13 ~ A CHRISTMAS VERSION ~
‘If I decorate my house perfectly with plaid bows, strands of twinkling
lights and shiny balls, but do not show love,
I’m just another decorator.
If I slave away in the kitchen, baking dozens of Christmas cookies,
preparing gourmet meals and arranging a beautifully adorned mealtime,
but do not show love,
I’m just another cook.
If I work at the soup kitchen, carol in the nursing home
and give all that I have to charity,
but do not show love,
it profits me nothing.
If I trim the spruce with shimmering angels and crocheted snowflakes,
attend a myriad of holiday parties and sing in the choir’s cantata…
but do not focus on Christ,
I have missed the point.
Love stops the cooking to hug the child.
Love sets aside the decorating to kiss the husband.
Love is kind, though harried and tired.
Love doesn’t envy another’s home that has coordinated Christmas china and table linens.
Love doesn’t yell at the kids to get out of the way, but is thankful they are there to be in the way.
Love doesn’t give only to those who are able to give in return, but rejoices in giving to those who can’t.
Love bears all things,
believes all things,
hopes all things,
and endures all things.
Love never fails.
Video games will break, pearl necklaces will be lost, golf clubs will rust,
but giving the gift of love will endure.’
Isn’t that wonderful?