Love–What a Mighty Force!

“. . . light a lamp . . . and it gives light to everyone in the house.”   Your house.  My house.  

Love–what a mighty force . . .

It parts the murky gray sky to reveal the heavenly blue morning glories,

It creates a window of pink at sunset

And bids my body to serve through the pain. 

It calms me when I am tempted to lash out

And corrects me when my thoughts are unkind.

Love–what a mighty force . . .

It does not take insults personally

It barely notices when being overlooked or  undervalued.

It challenges me to express its wonder to others, even when its affections are withheld from me.

And it forever calls me to go one step higher where

I can see more clearly and love more freely!

Love–what a mighty force!

It outwits the mocker

And laughs with the joker,

For love laughs last–and returns again, carrying a basket full of souls with her!

Love–what a mighty force . . .

It cradles the head in lilac linens

And seeps into slumbering senses.

It stirs the heart to dream and

Inflates it with desire to awaken the world to

Love–what a mighty force . . .  

                                                      Hallelujah! 

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About Lift the Cross of Jesus!

My day job is writing--I'm an author and publisher of a number of books. More on that later. But there is nothing of greater importance to me than the early morning hours I spend with the Creator of the Universe. Although He knows everything there is to know, His greatest delight isn't to give us knowledge, but to give us love. My highest joy is to watch the sun rise with notebook in hand and write the words he speaks to my heart. I want to share some of those words with you here . . . words on the cross.
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2 Responses to Love–What a Mighty Force!

  1. markssong says:

    Love it, Hope.
    God, Your love – overall, is unending
    Even if I feel unloved or lost
    Your manifest love overall, is still present.
    I am a part of the overall.
    If I feel lost to the love of the world outside of me
    Your love always resides inside of me
    So I can rest in the love that is always with me
    Your love is a habitation..

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  2. Mark, thank you for leaving your poem with us. His love is a habitation for us to soak in and rest in. I’m finding it to be a mighty force that fills me and inspires me to arise from that rest of love and give, give, give, give. I’ve heard stories from people who experienced NDE’s (Near Death Experiences) and many said the same thing–that people in heaven approached them and asked, “What can I do for you? What do you need?” Of course, love is perfected in heaven and the stories of people who nearly died (or did die depending on how you look at it) and came back inspire me to reach for that kind of love. It’s a HUGE aggressive force that quells persecution, too. Many people who are persecuted for their faith in Jesus testify that God gave them an unusual love for their persecutors and, in the end, that love turned their hearts to Jesus.

    Anyone else have a comment on the mighty force of love?

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