We love because he first loved us.
The story is told of two Christians in conversation: one said,
“If I did not know God loves me, I would not be able to get out of bed.”
To which the other replied, “If I believed God loves me I would
not get out of bed!”
Perhaps that is an Irish Catholic joke, since the Irish suffered
more than many from the Jansenist heresy. In any case, the practice of our
faith begins when we recognize how deeply and passionately God loves us.
Without that confidence we simply cannot make the sacrifices
that love requires. We will be like uprooted trees trying to produce fruit. Nothing
will happen. Every gift we give will have so many strings attached it will be
regarded more as a curse than a blessing. And the victims of our largess will want
nothing but escape from us.
When I practiced karate some years ago, I found myself with a
white belt working alongside black belts. They were there working on the
fundamentals because every other movement must be built
on the solid foundations of the art.
It said that Ray
Charles spent hours each day practicing the
musical scales. Master the basics and the rest will come easily.
We must spend time each day allowing God to bathe us in his
love. Drink water and notice how good it is, so much more satisfying than
coffee, tea or soda. Breathe air each day and notice how lovely it is. Why would
anyone pollute clean air with burning tobacco? Admire the loveliness of people
all around you. They don’t have to change to win your love. They’re perfect
just as they are.
If you can’t see any beauty around you notice the beauty of
your eyes which can see beauty; and the hands that can touch beauty, and the
ears that can hear it. You’re perfectly lovely in God’s sight.
As the saints have told us so often: With love the
impossible is rendered easy; and without love even the easy is impossible.
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I love to write. This blog helps me to meditate on the Word of God, and I hope to make some contribution to our contemplations of God's Mighty Works.
Ordinarily, I write these reflections two or three weeks in advance of their publication. I do not intend to comment on current events.
I understand many people prefer gender-neutral references to "God." I don't disagree with them but find that language impersonal, unappealing and tasteless. When I refer to "God" I think of the One whom Jesus called "Abba" and "Father", and I would not attempt to improve on Jesus' language.
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