I have to be honest and say I wasn't sure exactly what was going to come of this when I pressed publish on day one, whether I'd really have 31 days of things to say. But so far so good. We talked about how my parents assured me of my significance and security and how they shaped my relationship with Christ. Last week I shared some fun, light things I learned from my family as well as a few lessons my husband and my in-laws taught me.
This week I want to talk to you about the lesson that had the greatest impact on me (aside from developing my relationship with Christ) and it is this: how to love.
Not just the mushy, gushy, warm-fuzzy kind of love. But the deep-down, from-the-heart, biblical kind of love. The kind of love that is greater than faith and hope. The kind of love that covers a multitude of sins. The kind of love that imitates the Father.
Months and months ago one of our pastors defined that kind of love in a sermon. He said:
Love is the purposeful commitment to sacrificial action for another.
In ten seemingly simple words, he gave voice to what I have known for years and years. The language of love - true, good, Christ-pleasing love - is service and sacrifice. All for the benefit of another with no regard for yourself.
My parents modeled this tirelessly in the way they loved each other, my brother and me and others who came into contact with our family.
In the next few days, I'd like to show you how this kind of love is possible and ways it was put on display in our home day after day after day.
But first, tell me this: how would you define love? What would you say is the language of love?
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