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CLOSING STORY: “On Courage”
Many years ago, when I worked as a volunteer at Stanford Hospital, I got to know a little girl named
Liza who was suffering from a rare and serious disease. Her only chance of recovery appeared to be a
blood transfusion from her five-year-old brother, who had miraculously survived the same disease and
had developed the antibodies needed to combat the illness. The doctor explained the situation to her
little brother, and asked the boy if he would be willing to give his blood to his sister. I saw him hesitate
for only a moment before taking a deep breath and saying, ‘Yes, I’ll do it if it will save Liza.’
“As the transfusion progressed, he lay in a bed next to his sister and smiled, as we all did, seeing
the color returning to her cheeks. Then his face grew pale and his smile faded. He looked up at the
doctor and asked with a trembling voice, ‘Will I start to die right away?’
“Being young, the boy had misunderstood the doctor; he thought he was going to have to give her all his blood.
(Chicken Soup for the Soul)
This story so beautifully illustrates for us the extravagant love of God.
“This is My commandment, that you love one another as I have loved you. Greater love has no one than this, than to lay down one’s life for his friends.” (John 15:12-13).
1 Thessalonians 16:14-16:14
1 John 4:16-4:16
Love is the key. Joy is love singing. Peace is love resting. Long-suffering is love enduring. Kindness is love’s touch. Goodness is love’s character. Faithfulness is love’s habit. Gentleness is love’s self-forgetfulne...
THE LOVE OF CHRIST ENABLES BELIEVERS
I like the way one pastor put it years ago (1986) when he became overwhelmed with all the "ideals" he was collecting from church growth seminars and books. He said, "Quite frankly, I'm sick to death of ideals. I have so many ideals and I've been so frustrated by them, I really don't care for any more. What I'm looking for is a savior -- not someone who will just tell me what I ought to be, but someone who will forgive me for what I am, and then with his very love will enable me to be more than I ever believed I could be."
(Source: Bruce Thielemann, "Telltale Tears," Christianity Today, Vol. 35, no. 115, www.PreachingToday.com)
My friends, that's exa...
Game . . . Set . . . Match? (06.15.05--The Tie That Binds--1 John 4:16)
“What more can I do? I’ve given you the best that I have, everything that is mine to give is yours. I simply don’t know what more I can do?” If you’ve never uttered these words yet in your life, it is likely that someday you will. There seems to come a time in everyone’s lives when, feeling that we’ve done all that we can do to affect a certain situation, we simply come to an end, There are no more thoughts to weigh or deeds to initiate. It seems, for the moment, that we have expended our potential and now the “game” rests entirely with the object of our frustration, whether that be spouse, child or employer. In disbelief we stare ingratitude, disobedience or, perhaps, lovelessness face to face and we simply find ourselves out of options with which to deal with these things. Game . . . set . . . match, as they say in tennis.
Why is it that we often reach such moments in life when we’ve given all that we have to give but, for some reason, it’s just not enough? We face a situation that requires more but there is no more to give. As parents I guess that we’ve been there many times. A child cries in the night and we have to get up with it for the who knows how many times. Or, we’re faced with a behavior that surpasses all logical understanding and we stare down at a defiant glare and wonder “From what deep pool of love’s reserve will I find enough love to go one more mile with this child?”
When it seems so obvious to us that all that we could have done has been; when we feel emptied of love’s most precious reserve, hitting that impenetrable wall of helplessness is one of the most lonely and frustrating times in life for a parent. We wonder where the love has gone and when it will return. We may become wearied of our own ability to love and what had been a situation under our love’s control may now become lost.
Yet, the fact remains, how is it that somehow these things always seem to work out anyway. Is it that there is some secret reserve of love in every parent’s heart that is just waiting to be tapped? Actually, when we say we’re emptied out and there is little if anything left on which to draw, we are probably pretty close to the truth. The fact of the matter is that our feelings come and go. A...