Sunday, March 4, 2012

God's Love Through Me

1 Corinthians 13 NIV

1 If I speak in the tongues[a] of men or of angels, but do not have love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. 2 If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but do not have love, I am nothing. 3 If I give all I possess to the poor and give over my body to hardship that I may boast,[b] but do not have love, I gain nothing.
4 Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. 5 It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. 6 Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. 7 It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
8 Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. 9 For we know in part and we prophesy in part, 10 but when completeness comes, what is in part disappears. 11 When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put the ways of childhood behind me. 12 For now we see only a reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.
13 And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.

A dear friend of mine told me to read this passage and reminded me that I can't love like this. I can not. My love for others is flawed at best. When I try to love others in my own strength, I end up wearing myself down, because no matter how hard I try, I don't have selfless love.

God has that kind of love; without His Holy Spirit inside of me I'm just a "resounding gong or a clanging cymbal". I am a moon with no light of my own, and when I live with that in mind, I can show true love to those around me.

God's Love Through Me 2/29/12

I write the word “Love”.
Do I know what it means?
I strive to show love
But I have none within me.
I can't love like You,
For I'm too empty.
My love is human,
I need Your love
Guiding me.

I go through motions,
Trying to love like You.
I pour my words out
But they shatter lifeless.
There's no way I'll conquer;
When I try it breaks me.
I need to give up;
There's no love
Inside me.

I can't love like You,
For no love is in me.
I don't have the power,
Here I am shaking.
I finally see
That any love in me is from You.
When I keep trying
To love on my own
I fall helpess.

I've given up on love,
The kind that drips from me.
I need Your kind of love
The kind that floods as a tide.
On my own I've got nothing,
With You as the center
Love is inside me again.
I can reach with open arms
With love from You.

 I Am A Moon 3/4/2012

My light went
Dim again.
I don't know where it went.
When did it
Start to fade?
I feel so tired within.

I reach my
Words and try to be
A light for You
Yet I don't feel a love
Just a brokenness
And pride tightening.

The more I try
To reach
The darker seems my
Why do I feel
If I'm trying to show Your love?

Then You remind, I'm just
A moon
Without light of my
I have pushed Your glory
While trying to love in my strength.

My love
Is nothing
If You aren't within me.
My flawed efforts,
Feelings and
Must be surrendered
So I can
Truly love.

Giving up my will
Is hard
But You have asked it
Of me.
So here is my love:
Please wrap it in Yours
So I can shine
With a hope and
That defies
All human reason,
To bring You praise.


This is how I wrote most of the first poem: I sang, rambled, went flat, and had "someone" talking in the backround. 

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