I was trying to imagine what love in faith looks like.
After a while, I realized that I recognized that love when someone comes and spends time with me in His Word. It is the quiet reassurance in this process when I learn and know that they are immersed in and living by His Word. And as they speak, they speak not out of their own heart and wits (even if it was out of love for me), but they speak out of the fullness of Your Word, and they are interested not only in my physical but also my spiritual well-being.
And so, I recognize love when someone comes to sit with me with a Bible opened, ready to spend time together in His Word. Ready and patient to answer questions, not afraid of not having the answers, because we know He has them and will give it to us in time.
This morning, we were asked think, on the day of our funeral, what would we hope that those in attendance would say about us?
After a while, I realized it is still this:
That she loved God, and she loved us.
And Father, will you remind me that even as I write now, this is for You.
If anyone and anything should be won, let it be for You and to You, and not to myself.
The Puritans have written about my heart better than I…
And I repeat that which resonates with my heart:
O LOVER OF THE LOVELESS,
It is thy will that I should love thee
with heart, soul, mind, strength,
and my neighbour as myself.
But I am not sufficient for these things.
There is by nature no pure love in my soul;
Every affection in me is turned from thee;
I am bound, as slave to lust,
I cannot love thee, lovely as thou art,
until thou dost set me free.
By grace I am thy freeman and would serve thee,
for I believe thou art my God in Jesus,
and that through him I am redeemed,
and my sins are forgiven.
With this freedom I would always obey thee,
but I cannot walk in liberty,
any more than I could first attain it, of myself.
May thy Spirit draw me nearer to thee
and thy ways.
Thou art the end of all means,
for if they lead me not to thee,
I go away empty.
Order all my ways by thy holy Word
and make thy commandments the joy
of my heart,
that by them I may have happy converse
May I grow in thy love and manifest it
Spirit of love, make me like the loving Jesus;
give me his benevolent temper,
his beneficent actions,
that I may shine before men to thy glory.
The more thou doest in love in me and by me,
humble me the more;
keep me meek, lowly,
and always ready to give thee honour.
— Christian Love, The Valley of Vision
Thou hast given me silence in my heart
in place of murmurings and complaints.
Keep my wishes from growing into willings,
my willings from becoming fault-finding
with thy providences,
and have mercy on me.
If I sin and am rebellious, help me to repent;
then take away my mourning and give me music;
remove my sackcloth and adorn me with beauty;
take away my sighs and fill my mouth with songs;
and when I am restored and rest in thee
give me summer weather in my heart.
— Repose, The Valley of Vision