LET'S GO FOR A WALK

WALK WITH ME.  Come walk with Me.  Into the springtime of life's eternal love.  Again and again, He whispers.  I love you.  See what I've made for you.  Look!  See the lilies; they do not labor and toil.  Did you notice the sparrows today?  None fall but that I notice.  Did you know you are far more important than they?  I love you, don't you know?

One of the finest books I've ever read on love is THE GREATEST THING IN THE WORLD, by Henry Drummond.  In one chapter of this tiny little 60-plus pages, he writes, "Souls are made sweet not by taking the acid fluids out but by putting something in--a great love, a new spirit, the Spirit of Christ.  Will power does not change men.  Time does not change men.  Christ does."

These daffodils consume the ground from which they grow, then break forth from hardened soil left only to God's green thumb.  Beauty from dirt-filled woods.  Christ is a bulb of love planted in a frozen heart.  It blooms no matter what.  It breaks forth from bitter cold.  Just as the daffodil is the first sign of spring, the first sign of a heart saved by grace is an act of love.

"Is life not full of opportunities for learning love?  Every man and woman every day has a thousand of them.  The world is not a playground; it is a schoolroom.  Life is not a holiday, but an education.  And the one eternal lesson for us all is how we can love better."  Drummond.

"So therefore, practice love" the Apostle Paul exhorts.  Practice, practice, practice.  When we practice love enough, it soon becomes second nature, then first nature.

When my grandson broke his ankle and had to have screws put into the bone, he also had to have a cast for 8 weeks.  When that cast was removed, his left calf muscle was non-existent in comparison to his right.  He hadn't been able to use it, so it shriveled up.  When we do not exercise love--the type of love Jesus showed, we shrivel up, too.  We must yearn to walk with Jesus.  It's the best exercise for a heart in need of love.  For when we walk in love, we find love.

It's not to late to begin practicing love.  What matters is not how little you loved yesterday, but how much you love today.

By the way, I read a beautiful blog today, written by a young lady who is wise beyond her years.  For a blessing I offer her site as food for your soul.  May you find the encouragement there to love one person, one more time--for Jesus' sake.  [copyrighted, SelahV Today, 2007]