Greetings Dear Reader,
A few weeks ago, my young niece brought me a drawing of herself
and her dog. It was a perfect drawing for
a seven-year-old. She gave it to
me. I properly admired it. Then she asked, “What do you have for me?”
The look of expectation on her face was so innocent and complete that I quickly searched my mind for what would be proper reciprocation for her gift. I know that she likes my fruit and granola bars so I gave her one of those. She was delighted.
It did not occur to me until later that I had been played by
a little girl. She had most likely
brought the drawing out of the intent of giving a gift but she also expected
something in return. She is not old
enough yet to know that expectation taints love. The gift became an exchange instead of a free
act of kindness.
The tiny cosmos of that exchange contains the entire
world of the difference between endless love and that which corrupts it. It is a keen understanding that love must
possess no expectation of reciprocation.
At our very core, this is a dire and difficult paradox. Love cannot do its work when entangled in the
tendrils of expectation.
Love is the most powerful thing we have to give to
others. It crushes barriers and destroys
our resistance to the Father’s call to our hearts. We become able to love others as the Father
loves and draws them along the journey toward their own encounter with the love
of Christ. This is our first best
destiny.
When we place tendrils of expectation on the love we offer,
we choke it. We do damage to the integrity
of love and erode the good it can do for others. I must love unconditionally in all
aspects. I am bound by the very essence
of love’s power to extend it to others freely without the expectation of
reciprocation. This is what makes love
so powerful. This is what changes the
world.
The other advantage of love at this magnitude is that it
only grows. When unfettered by the expectation
of reciprocation, love flows and expands to fill space, eradicate barriers, and
create a level of freedom that we cannot comprehend. This kind of love obliterates fear and devours
selfishness. It only has one foe; my
will.
The love that I speak of never fails as long as I do not harness
expectations to it. It can heal and
encourage everyone. It will never run
out. It is never too late to love
others. We can give love to others without
measure because there is always more, Dear Reader.
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 homeowner. He liberally
hands out new and old things from his great treasure store.”
(͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
Every human story is part of the great story that leads
to the Father getting everything back to Good.
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