Ah, the magic word. It means so many things
to so many people. Let's start with Paul's
Rhapsody of love (1st Corinthians 13).
Is love a feeling? not really! Is it an
activity? yes! It's doing an unpleasant job
for someone else. It's taking pains. It's
getting up in the middle of the night for
someone who needs you. It's falling on a
grenade to protect your buddies. It's all of
these things, and much more.
It's remembering the Old Rugged Cross. The
story is told of a black convert in darkest
Africa. When told the story of the cross, he
said "Jesus, get down! That's my place!"
Can I love like that? I doubt it, but I'd
like to be able to.