06 March 2015
24 March 2014
When mystery hides Thee from the sight of faith and hope: when pain turns even love to dust: when life is bitter to the taste and our song of joy dies down to silence, then Father, do for us that which is past our power to do for ourselves. Break through our darkness with Your light. Show us Thyself through Jesus suffering on the tree, rising from the grave, and reigning from the throne, all with power and love for us unchanging. So shall our fear be gone and our feet set on a radiant path.
21 March 2014
|A kind stranger|
My friends tell me when food is stuck in my teeth while dining; my acquaintances do not.
It’s easier and complicated to be kind than to be loving. Kindness delivers an immediate gratification and, it is usually beneficial to our society. So, yes, it’s good-- but it's not love.
Love is demanding of us. And, love is a good deal more complicated than kindness--it cherishes forgiveness and mercy while it despises dishonesty and deceit.
“Kindness, as such, cares not whether its object becomes good or bad, provided only that it escapes suffering…”
“Love may forgive all infirmities [weaknesses] and love still in spite of them: but Love cannot cease to will [to desire] their removal.
Love is more sensitive than hatred to every blemish in the beloved…Of all powers [love] forgives most, but [love] condones least: love is pleased with [a] little, but demands all.”
— C.S. Lewis from The Problem of Pain