This is the final post in the series “God’s Love is the Greatest Love.” To read the previous post, click here.
For it is not an enemy who taunts me—
then I could bear it;
it is not an adversary who deals insolently with me—
then I could hide from him.
But it is you, a man, my equal,
my companion, my familiar friend.
We used to take sweet counsel together;
within God’s house we walked in the throng.
~ Psalm 55.12-14, ESV
Next to grief, betrayal is the most lingering pain.
Some betrayals—like adultery—stagger us in their severity. Others are “microbetrayals,” slowly poisoning a relationship until it is beyond healing.
We are a faithless society. The sense of duty has been drummed out of our collective conscious in favor of passion. Passion is fickle by nature. If we love only when we feel like loving, or act only when we feel like acting, then our relationships will never have any staying power. This is why divorce is rampant, patriotism is passé, and “organized religion” is repugnant. If we tie ourselves down too deeply, we will feel the pain too profoundly.
This is part 4 of the series “God’s love is the Greatest Love.” For the previous post, click here.
“But who knows what she spoke to the darkness, alone, in the bitter watches of the night, when all her life seemed shrinking, and the walls of her bower closing in about her, a hutch to trammel some wild thing in?”
~ J.R.R. Tolkien, The Return of the King
Loneliness has a way of seeping into the soul uninvited, slowly sapping our stores of joy until a gaping emptiness remains. Loneliness assaults us in the dead of night or kicks us in the gut as we jostle our way through the madding crowd. It metastasizes through our hearts and minds, increasing our susceptibility to temptation.
“I just wish someone understood…”
“Not a single person has walked in my shoes.”
“I don’t have anyone to talk to…”
“Even my wife doesn’t get it…”
“Everyone I see on Facebook is out having a good time, but I don’t have any close friends.”
“Since my husband betrayed me, I can’t trust anyone ever again.”
“I don’t think God hears my prayers anymore…”
Do any of these phrases sound familiar? Have you ever felt misunderstood or forsaken? Continue reading
This is part 3 of the series “God’s love is the Greatest Love.” For the previous post, click here.
We mortals make much ado about our sacrifices in the name of love. I’ve heard countless people say they would take a bullet for Jesus or their family. On the other hand, they don’t want to give up Sunday sports to go to worship or put down their iPhone to have a meaningful conversation with their kids or spend a little less on themselves to help a brother in need.They say they would give up their life, but they are unwilling to make even small sacrifices for others. They would die for others, but not necessarily live for others. Real love does both.
This is part 2 of the series “God’s love is the Greatest Love.” For the previous post, click here.
One of the greatest tragedies for a young child is to grow up without a good father. For one thing, fathers provide protection, establish balance, and are often essential to a child’s understanding of how men and women should behave toward one another.
Fathers are a vital part of the family unit.
In ages past, fathers often treated their children as though they ought to be seen and not heard, rarely showing affection and often remaining aloof. This explains why many of the old preachers and pastors framed God as wrathful and distant. In our current culture, many hear “God is our Father” and do not believe He actually exists or cares because their own fathers are likewise absent or uncaring.
How we view earthly fathers directly affects how we relate to our Heavenly Father. Continue reading