My Dream of Love
I dream of progress elsewhere, beyond what is easily seen by today’s eyes, where peace reigns, and gentleness grows as true in practice as it is in spirit.
I dream of life eternal, where love does not dim but, is transformed complete.
It’s difficult to believe in love some days.
Hate seems to be winning.
Truth seems to be relative.
Hope is in short supply.
Ironically, that’s when you need hope, truth, and love the most; when they seem so scarce.
That sums up where we are right now.
There’s a deep scarcity of love.
Racism, attacks on women, children, and the disabled. People facing hate and exclusion for whom they love.
We live in scary and dangerous times.
It seems overwhelming.
Yet, I can’t hide from it and neither should you. Being idle only helps perpetuate systemic injustice.
We have a responsibility to participate with love even knowing we won’t complete its task.
Human brokenness comes with a propensity to place one life over another.
Still, we have an obligation to work toward, love, inclusion, and justice for all people.
This is our command to love God and neighbor.
God’s work is about justice and God uses imperfect people to do it.
This is a timeless truth in which I find hope.
There are people just like you and me working to bring restoration in the name of love. We are not alone.
Likewise, we can do the same.
We don’t need love’s transformation to be complete to transformers here and now.
As I’ve heard it said, “God doesn’t call the perfect. He perfects the called.”
God has called plenty of imperfect people to participate in love’s mission.
Just look at me.
I’m as imperfect as they come yet I’m called nevertheless just as the many imperfect people before me were called.
The world needs it.
The world needs you.
How will you bring transformational Love today?
Wherever you are this day: Love Accepts You, No Exceptions.