Precious Jewels

Here of late, love has been the topic on my mind. How to understand it, how to obtain it, how to grow in it are all things consuming my mind. I’ve been listening to pastors and teachers, reading my Bible and have been in prayer. Love is something I so deeply desire, yet I’m unconvinced I fully grasp it. To express genuine love towards someone and to have that same love expressed towards you. What does that look like…feel like?

I am convinced, that love should erupt the soul with life! Inexpressible excitement should overwhelm someone as they speak of the one they love with others. All the more should the soul rejoice in their presence. Someone who is precious to you should do nothing less to your soul. Whomever is precious to you deserves to be appreciated, valued without price, and cause a total change in your Spirit when you meet. Eyes gleam brightly, smiles cease to fade, and to join hands ignites the body. Your soul should be as a child. Abounding in absolute and pure joy! The two should grow together, strengthening one another and if the Lord should have it, become as one.

One of my favorite quotes comes from the Hunchback of Notre Dame by Victor Hugo.

“Do you know what friendship is?” he asked.
“Yes,” replied the gypsy; “it is to be brother and sister; two souls which touch without mingling, two fingers on one hand.”
‘And love?’ pursued Gringoire.
‘Oh! love!’ said she, and her voice trembled, and her eye beamed. ‘That is to be two and to be but one. A man and a woman mingled into one angel. It is heaven.” 

  Many see this as a childish view of love, but how right Esmeralda is in the story! To grow together until the two are as one soul is exactly what God had intended for us. 

Some Pharisees came to Jesus, testing Him and asking, “Is it lawful for a man to divorce his wife for any reason at all?” And He answered and said, “Have you not read that He who created them from the beginning made them male and female, and said, For this reason a man shall leave his father and mother and be joined to his wife, and the two shall become one flesh?” So they are no longer two, but one flesh. What therefore God has joined together, let no man separate.”

Seeing that many of us will one day be joined together with another, there needs to be an overpowering desire to protect what is precious. In Song of Solomon the brothers of Solomon’s wife say this while discussing what to do concerning their younger sister. (About age 11 or 12 as indicated by “she has no breasts”.)

We have a little sister,
    and she has no breasts.
What shall we do for our sister
    on the day when she is spoken for?
 If she is a wall,
    we will build on her a battlement of silver,
but if she is a door,
    we will enclose her with boards of cedar. – Song Of Solomon 8:8-9

The brothers are determined to protect their sister and will keep her from men who would take as they please and leave. Thieves in the night more or less. Men with no honor in them, men who are driven by passion, convincing the easily swayed that the passion they feel is Love. Willing to take and destroy what is precious to others is the most dishonorable act I can think of.

Consider Jewels, Precious stones, Gold and Silver. All are pleasing to the eyes and valuable. Locked away in vaults, glass casings and alarms to alert of attempted thievery. Vaults and policemen are there to protect what is precious and valuable. How much more is your value? Do not allow men to rob you, be a wall and know without a doubt that you are beautiful, valuable and precious. Within the castle walls dwell treasures that are desirable by all. Fend off the thieves and those with no honor. Grant the key to the castle defenses to only those of honor, valor and respect. Someone who does not wish to steal the treasures within, but to know, grow and protect what is precious. YOU are the treasures kept behind the wall. For a man to desire to know you, grow with you and to protect you is an honorable thing.  It should be a man’s desire to show compassion towards you, kindness towards you and to be the epitome of what genuine love is. Paul describes what genuine love looks like in 1 Corinthians 13:4-7  Love is patient and kind; love does not envy or boast; it is not arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice at wrongdoing, but rejoices with the truth. Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.” Furthermore, Jesus speaks of the greatest love one can demonstrate.  “This is my commandment, that you love one another as I have loved you. Greater love has no one than this, that someone lay down his life for his friends.” John 15:12-13  Love should see no limit. Not even death should keep you from protecting the one you love. To lay down your own life for the sake of another is most admirable indeed. A true act of valor, to preserve someone who is more precious in your eyes than your own life. Just as Jesus laid down His life for our sake; we are precious in the sight of God, never forget this fact.

Consider the diamond also, the symbol of love and marriage. The strongest precious stone known to man, unbreakable as it is, so also should love be for one another. Ever growing, ever strengthening, love sees no limits. A foundation as strong as the immovable mountains, as staggering as the most grand of structures and a aura of pure genuine love. The love between two souls should be so immensely compelling that witnesses of such a strong love have their own souls stirred with emotion. “Who is that coming up from the wilderness, leaning on her beloved?” Song Of Solomon 8:5 These are the witnesses of Solomon and his wife returning from their time spent together. Just the two of them, furthering their love for one another. These witnesses know who they are, yet when they return, their love has grown so much greater that they do not recognize them. 

His left hand is under my head,
    and his right hand embraces me!
 I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem,
    that you not stir up or awaken love
    until it pleases. – Song Of Solomon 8:3-4

Tenderly he loves her, he desires to know her and she desires to know him. Awaken love when the time is right, when love is ripe and passion is not the dominate force. Desire for a soul that is immersed in immense love. Love that will set your spirit ablaze and bare witness to all a pure and genuine love, granted by God above.

 Praise God our Father! The ability to love so deeply is a marvelous gift. Do not neglect this blessing, love one another just as our Father has loved us. Develop such deep love for your loved ones that Christ shines through and may all who bear witness to your love be awestruck by so great a love. 

 

Scarred

Everyone has a story to tell. Some are spoken gladly, others are hidden away in one’s heart. Every story wishes to escape the hearts and minds of those they belong to, but to whom will they be spoken? Only to those the heart can trust, will hear the story be told first hand.

Stories of obtaining scars are usually spoken about in a bragging manner. Happy to tell some experience of taking on multiple adversaries all at once, many people will gather around to hear the stories of bravery. The bigger the scar, the more outlandish the story becomes, the more heroic someone is made out to be. All it took was bodily damage and some time to heal and you now have an awesome story to tell the world.

What of the stories hidden away? What kind of story do the hidden scars tell? Down in the abyss of everyone’s heart are stories of tremendous pain and agony. Not wishing for these stories to surface in our lives we hide them away. Under lock and key these scars can either fade in time, or grow even deeper, wider, larger, consuming who we are. The stories cry out from the darkness, screaming to be told…but who can they trust? So, there they remain, waiting and listening for someone to unlock the heart and set free the stories the scars contain.

Smile and the world notices,

laugh and the world gathers,

Divulge and the world listens,

Frown and the world turns its eyes,

cry and the world turns its back,

Hideaway and the world forgets,

Put on a mask and the world reconsiders…

No doubt there are those with more scars than others, deep scars that pain the soul, entangling the heart. Longing to relieve the pain the heart seeks out another to help soothe the pain, to tell its story. Once someone is found, the heart tends to gush forth with all of its hidden stories. Seething scars are now being exposed to a trustworthy heart. The listener must have a strong heart to bear the stories being told. For these stories may pain not just the storyteller. The heart of the listener will take these stories upon itself, adding to its own scars. The stronger of the hearts must be careful what it tells the weaker for a time. In order to allow the weaker heart to recover from opening up its scars. Both must take what they can bear and adjust.

In order to set a bone, it may have to be broken again. Just as the soul may have to break open its scars in order to make the pain just a little fainter. Scraping away the callous the scar gets smaller, shallower, less-gripping. Scars are never fully healed, they may grow faint or even be forgotten for a time, but there they will remain. Does time heal? Perhaps, but the soul takes more than time to recover from deep wounds. It needs to share its story, it longs and seeks to speak, it screams to be set free from the heart. 

Silence from the mouth causes loud chatter in the mind…making a sane man go mad!

Everyone has a story to tell. A quiet soul is strong, able to listen and bear what it hears. Seldom does it speak, many secrets it holds, many hearts it holds. Scarred, yet unscarred. Concerned, yet unconcerned. For itself it does not live, but for others it thrives. Lending a piece of its heart to another in need, even if just for a time.

 

Trinity: Our Guide

Lead me O God,

God my Father, right me in my wrong.

Discipline me, reproof my steps.

Light the path of righteousness, cast a shadow upon the wide road.

Where you lead, I will follow.

Lord Christ, Be by my side in all that I do.

Lift me up when I feel alone, bear my pain along side me, for it is too great.

My brother, who died for my sake, rising again you light my way.

Where you lead, I will follow.

Holy Spirit, Convict me of my sins, save me from Satan’s grasp.

Keep me from temptation, Stir within me when I choose the wrong path.

Comfort me in my darkest of days, and show me the way to the Light of Our Father.

Where you lead, I will follow.