For example I hop on a bus, I've got all this time to take interest in other people, but yet I just sit by myself, and pass the time, just wondering what others are up to. Most likely someone will come on the bus, and then something about them will set an emotion off inside of me, and I will be quick to judge them. For example: "What is up with her dressing like that?"
If you can relate to me in this way, I've realized that love is the answer. Love. What is love?
Love is patient, Love is kind, It does not envy, it does not boast, It is not proud, It is not rude, It is not self-seeking, It is not easily angered, It keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not celebrate evil, but celebrates with the truth. Love always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never ends. Love never fails.
Now if quoting The Storyteller in 1 Corinthians 13:4-8 isn't going to do it for you . . . What really is love and what does it look like?
Love is genuine: "Don't just pretend that you love others. Really love them," The Storyteller says.
Love is taking a moment to talk to the person sitting next to you on the bus, taking an honest interest in their life. Love is offering your seat to someone who is standing. Love is saying a prayer for the people riding with you, asking Source to bless them. Love doesn't mean soley a physical response to those around you, such as holding hands or kissing the guy sitting next to you.
I've started to see in my life that as I open up to people with love, that my life began to change in amazing ways. I heard a story about a highschool girl walking home one day from school. She was terribly depressed and down on life. She was ready to commit suicide when she arrived home, as she felt that she has just had enough of this present lifetime.
Suddenly, out of no where, a classmate who had never spoken to her, comes up and asks if he can carry her books, and walk with her. Because of the love expressed by that boy, she didn't go home and commit suicide and instead found new meaning in her life.
We think of saving lives as the stuff of firefighters and police officers. But stop and think - what about that boy? Was he not a lifesaver? Perhaps he didn't boldly enter a burning building or stop a fire, but he did take the time to love.
So, what is keeping you from taking the time to stop and to show love to others more?
My first response was, and the one that I hear from most people was this: I'm too busy, or I love enough already. I would say however, that if you honestly took some time to answer that question you would have the same response as I had which is this - I'm not too busy. I just manage my time badly. I'm riding the bus anyways. Why not love the guy sitting next to me. I love enough already. There is never a time or a place in your life that you will love enough.
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