Rembrandt I’m not, but, this is a personal oil crayon doodling that seemed to suit. 🙂
So many things have been written or spoken on love.
I think of Shakespeare and his observations-both the tragic and the comic.
Gatsby’s everlasting vigil over the green light at the end of Daisy’s dock.
Or maybe some classics of film: Casablanca: “Here’s looking at you, kid.” or Breakfast at Tiffany’s: “I love you. You belong to me.”
In song: The Righteous Brothers’ soaring “Unchained Melody” or The Beatles’ beautifully simple “All You Need is Love”.
I will leave aside the more current views but to say where the wrestling with the definitions of love are old as time, they are certainly heading in more and more a bluntly defiant direction…
Yet, for all the aspirations therein, for all the carefully constructed phrases and sometimes astute, sometimes skewed examinations, we are but scratching the surface of love most times at best, mangling it at worst.
For, not a one can hold a candle to the words of He who is love.
Think of one of the most well-known verses in all of scripture:
For God so loved the world that He gave His one and only son that whoever believes in Him should not perish but have eternal life. John 3:16
God so loved the world. This world-a broken and bitter place, so riddled with sin and strife we’re drowning in it.
Somehow, He could look upon us and, instead of wiping us out as we fully deserved, offer His son as a sacrifice in our stead.
That’s true love. Unconditional. Irreproachable.
And His son, in complete keeping with His Father’s will, spoke this truth at every turn, teaching this essential principle:
Greater love has no one than this: to lay down one’s life for one’s friends. John 15:3
And He was faithful to demonstrate that truth in life, death, and resurrection.
That’s true love. Not a morsel left back for His own concern. All in for our sake, unworthy and fickle though we may be.
And if we could only fathom but a bit of that kind of love.
The kind of love that’s strong enough not to leave each other to our own devices.
The kind that sees us sinking in our own filth and lifts us up from it.
Honestly. Tenderly. Unswervingly.
Wow. What a wonderful thing that would be.
All I know to do is to keep striving for it, greatly treasure it, and be ever in prayer He can bring my heart right in His spirit, and thereby become a means to share this true love with others…
Prayers and blessings to you all! May we each seek to value the true love only found in Christ- in all its depth and breadth.