It’s Friday and we are on the brink of a weekend:12 hours and counting!
This morning Eric and I were discussing love and what it is. It’s one thing to say it’s finding out the likes and dislikes of the ones around us and showing love accordingly (loving them the way they need/enjoy being loved). It is another to not turn those likes and dislikes into set rules and regulations: “We’ve talked about this! You know I don’t like it and it’s the third time you’ve done that!”
I wonder if the phrase “boundless love” was created specifically for that reason? If true love doesn’t have boundaries, it reminds me of a spilled can of paint which flows and goes everywhere and gets on everything. Rules and regulations are like a paint tray. What you pour in is what you get out and then use the paint where you want. So, in my humble opinion about love:
- No dishes are to be left in the living room. 2. No dirty clothes in the bathroom. 3.Don’t use certain phrases when I speak to them. 4. Don’t use certain tones of voice. 5. And so one and so forth.
Rules of the Individual receiving love: You love me IF and WHEN you follow my rules. If you don’t, either I won’t feel loved or I won’t show love for you. Also, either you or I am keeping track: “This is the THIRD time you’ve done this!” Without realizing it, if I innocently forget and break rule number 43, the 7×70 tally begins. (Matthew 18:21-22 “Then Peter came up and said to him, “Lord, how often shall my brother sin against me, and I forgive him? As many as seven times?” Jesus said to him, “I do not say to you seven times, but seventy times seven.”).
If you read that again, either I am God because you are to please me or you are my God because I am trying to get my worth and value from you.
Rules of the person showing love: In order to either make you happy or to be perfect FOR you (even if you are not asking me to be), I have to set rules for myself. I now feel like I am walking on eggshells because every time I move I’m either creating a new rule or living in fear of breaking an existing rule. You may or may not require me to be this way but I don’t feel like I can be my true self as I’m afraid to disappoint you and/or myself.
If love is boundless(boundary-less/spilled paint) how about if we just love people (let the love go everywhere and get on everything)? If others don’t like being sassed to, I can speak nicely. I’m not going to worry about leaving dirty clothes around or dishes in the living room. I’m going to show love for others by taking care of and picking up after myself, letting God live in me (I doubt if He leaves His tighty whities on the bathroom floor). Why worry about what I can’t do when I can think of all the things I can do to bring a smile and show love?
If, on the other hand, it’s easy to see the dirty dishes in the living room, how much more effort would it take for me to see and thank others for everything they ARE DOING RIGHT? If they heard accolades for every single thing they did accomplish, versus (loudly) the two things they did wrong, I wonder if they would want to do more right things because compliments feel good?
Romans 8:37-39 “No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us. For I am sure that neither death nor life, nor angels nor rulers, nor things present nor things to come, nor powers, nor height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God in Christ Jesus our Lord.”
If none of these things can separate Heavenly Dad’s love from us, broken rules can’t either! Since He is living in me, a dirty cup in the living room should not make anyone in my house feel unloved.
Thanks, Heavenly Dad. Until next time: Blessings!