10 October 2008
I love You more
Today I felt my life change in a movie theatre.
God was there, and He met me in a radical, powerful way.
The words that changed my life, my worldview, were written on a card, leaning against a vase of roses. A computer had previously occupied that space.
I had heard the words before. I have spoken, and likely written the words before. They are not scripture, although the thought is scriptural.
The card? It read simply: "I love you more"
The implication? More than boats or thrills or pornography or relationships; more than the esteem of men, or money or security (real or perceived) or religion or lustful pleasures; more than fortune or fame or life itself.
I love you more.
Jesus, I love You more.
This means I admit to loving the things of the world, but I love You more, and trust my love of these will fade as I love You more.
This means I acknowledge that You have demonstrated Your own love for me in that though I was a sinner, You loved me! You gave Your life for me! (Romans 5:8)
This means I acknowledge I've been trying to do it on my own.
No more.
NO MORE. I love You more!
An hour later, writing this at the Chic-Fil-A, I love You more.
Three hours later, typing this onto my blog, I love You more!
Fantasy creeps into the periphery of my mind. My lust for simple pleasures or complex experiences pale in comparison to You.
No more buying people's friendships.
No more gawking after Your creations, Your creatures, Your image-bearers.
I will bear Your image better.
I love You more.
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