Selfless
You are loved.
Yes, you.
You. Are.
Loved.
Yes, yes you
are.
Your story, my
story, our story, begins with love.
Turn to the first chapter of the Good Book when Love created from and out of
love. Take note that when Love could have remained with Love’s self, Love
created us: you and me. Selflessly Love
created humanity not only good but also in the image of Love.
Friend, you,
yes you, you are loved.
At the heart of
the story of God is this: we do not
exist for ourselves alone, and it is only when are fully convinced of this fact
that we begin to love ourselves properly and thus also love others. This life,
your life, no matter where you have been or what you have done, no matter how dark it has become or how much light appears, your life is a gift.
Friend, you,
yes you, you are a gift.
Accepting this
reality is a great good, not because of what it gives you or me, but because of
what it enables us to give to others: love.
We are human.
There is no denying or escaping this fact. While we are good, no one expects
us to live or be ‘as gods.’ We all have our weaknesses and deficiencies, and
these limitations of ours play a most important part in all our lives. It is
because of them, our brokenness, we need others and others need us.
Friend, you,
yes you, I need you.
Why you ask?
Because we are
not all weak in the same spots, and so we supplement and complete one another,
each one making up in himself/herself for the lack in another. Or as Ram Dass has said, “We're all just walking each other
home.”
In the movie
Dead Poet’s Society, Robin Williams’ character, John Keating said, “No matter
what people tell you, words and ideas can change the world.”
Friend, you,
yes you, can change the world.
You are a gift.
Your story is needed. You are enough. You were created from Love. Love is your
name. Love is your destiny.
For those of us
who claim this Love, when will we stop offering superfluous words filled with
emptiness and begin embodying this Love? No longer can the world, our communities, our children, afford to listen to lyrics of sentimental love. We
must , as Love’s children, deal realistically with the pain and
injustice in the world. This does not mean of course we seek to convert people
into our image for the sake of growing congregations. But rather, we offer our gift, this thing called love, to those who know real pain and
suffer from real injustices without judgment, without condemnation. Love is not transactional. We must love
others as God loves us: selflessly and unconditionally.
So yes, you,
especially you, you are loved. More than you ever know.
And the two of
us, with everyone in between, we are more than enough to give this gift of Love.
“Enough. These few words are enough.
If not these words, this breath.
If not this breath, this sitting here.
This opening to the life
we have refused
again and again
until now.
Until now.”
Enough by David Whyte, Where Many Rivers Meet
If not these words, this breath.
If not this breath, this sitting here.
This opening to the life
we have refused
again and again
until now.
Until now.”
Enough by David Whyte, Where Many Rivers Meet
Looking toward Sunday:
Sermon Text: Genesis 45.1-15 & Matthew 15.[10-20] 21-28
Sermon Title: Hard Conversations
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