Although I like riddle games I am not starting one. I am, rather, pondering the love that I spoke
about yesterday. Since my actions begin
with my thoughts I need to consider how I think of others if I am going to truly
love them. I must ponder how I view
others in order to love them properly.
I cannot hope to love someone if my first thoughts when I
see or consider them are unloving. If my
thinking begins with “Oh no; here comes….
He is such a liar” how can I hope to be loving toward that person. I have lied.
If my response is to compare the quantity and quality of our lies then I
am measuring things against man’s standards and not God’s.
If I think negatively about anyone then I am rejecting
someone whom God loves. It is in my
thoughts that I begin the path away from loving God and man. What I think about anyone, even the very
least of Christ’s brothers exposes my own sin and self-centeredness.
So how do I combat this?
I think the first step is in remembering who I am. I am a “covetous old sinner.” My
very best day is a dirty rag when properly compared to God’s holiness. Any time I think of myself as better than
others I have forgotten this truth. My brokenness
needs to be an opportunity for me to be kinder and more gracious. If I see who I am clearly then I cannot be
honest and still focus on the sin of others to define them.
I need to see every man as God sees him. “The end of all my prayers is to care like my
Lord cares.” When I focus on the
unlovely things about someone I cannot do this.
When my thinking is absorbed with another’s faults or my hurts over his
or her wrongs then I cannot see them as Christ does.
It is too easy for me to get filled up with what is wrong
with someone and miss the beauty and grace of who they are to Jesus. If I truly wish to love others I must begin
with that thought about them. I must
love someone for who they are to God and not how I see them. If I focus on this thought then anger,
bitterness, and judgment have nowhere to sit.
If I think well of others and I can take steps toward loving God the way
I should.
As each day passes by,
I feel my love run
dry.
I get so weary, worn,
And tossed round in
the storm.
Well I'm blind to
others' needs,
And I'm tired of
planting seeds.
I seem to have a
wealth,
Of so many thoughts
about myself.
I want to, I need to,
be more like Jesus.
I want to, I need to,
be more like Him.
Our Father's will was
done,
By giving us His Son,
Who paid the highest
cost,
To point us to the
cross.
And when I think of
Him,
Taking on the whole
world's sin,
I take one look at me,
Compared to what I'm
called to be.
I want to, I need to,
be more like Jesus.
I want to, I need to,
be more like Him.
Remember, there's no
greater love,
Than to lay down your
life for a friend.
The end of all my
prayers,
Is to care like my
Lord cares.
My one and only goal,
His image in my soul.
Yes my weakness is
revealed,
But by His stripes I'm
healed.
He's faithful and He's
true,
To complete the work
he begins in you.
Wishing you joy in the journey,
Aramis Thorn
Mat 13:52 So Jesus said to them, "That is why every writer
who has become a disciple of Christ’s rule of the universe is like a home
owner. He liberally hands out new and old things from his great treasure
store."
Is this then the same as the old Indian/Native American thought " DO NOT JUDGE ANOTHER FOR YOU HAVE NOT WALKED IN HIS MOCCASINS". ?
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