What You Do For Love
The cheater fell in love. So says Genesis 29:18. Jacob (his name means cheater) fell in love with Rachel and agreed with her father that as a dowry he would work seven years for her. Wonder how many young men and women would do with that as a requirement before marriage. But that was the agreement. And the Bible tells us of the magic of love in these words…So Jacob served seven years for Rachel and they seemed to him but a few days because of his love for her (29:20). Without love seven years would seem like an eternity. But with love it seemed so small a price, but a slight delay, for the joy set before him.
Love is the mightiest force known to mankind. It’s like an avalanche that picks us up and carries us along tossing us head over heels along the way. It opens up a whole new world. It makes us less selfish. It moves us to offer uncounted sacrifices which we would never regard as sacrifices. Work done in love is not burdensome, no matter how difficult it is. Loads are lighter, workdays are shorter, pressures are lessened because of love. Love gives and gives and then gives some more. It’s never finished because it doesn’t want to be.
The truth about religion is that it is being loved by and loving God. There’s a way of being religious that doesn’t involve love, or, at least, it doesn’t involve that which is worthy to be called love. This kind of religion wants to speak mostly of obligation while love would speak of privilege. It wants to talk of demands, while love gives permission. It makes much of legal requirements while love meets and surpasses all these as a matter of prerogative. Cold religion speaks of contributions while love offers gifts. Those who don’t know love like to address the minimum daily requirement to keep God satisfied and out of the way, while love thrives in the maximum and lives for the very presence of beloved Father God. Lifeless religion wants to hem in and limit, while love longs to liberate. The religion that is mere formality wants everything worked out in advance before a single step is taken, while love exults in trusting.
I am sixty years old now. The years of my life seem but a few days because of the many, many wonderful people God has allowed me to know and to love (and I count you among that number)…and, most of all, because of the flood of love He unleased upon me in my lifted up and raised up Living Lord.
So, tell me, not about someone else’s religion, tell me about yours…is it a love affair with your Father or is it something else?