It's amazing how you're life can change so drastically in the short period of a few months, I wish I could fully understand how that works. Where does the time go these days? I didn't realize how very short my life is until I reached the ripe old age of thirteen, it was then that time started to fly like ducks to the south during winter. I have wasted so much time on frivolous ventures rather than redeeming the time for my Jesus, I didn't start to fully grasp that until the Lord really began to convict me on it the past couple years (in dramatic ways, might I add *cough*)... what a crazy thought that I could stand before His throne at any time and have to give an account of what I've done with my life, it really puts things into an eternal perspective. I know that alot of people talk about this, but it's a topic that needs to be addressed, I don't think we realize how very important it is... time is such a gift, but it's a fading gift, one that cannot be held onto no matter how tightly you try to hold it. What a gift it is too...
I didn't realize the depth of an "I love you" until the other night... I guess I was just in a rather analytical and contemplative mood or something. I mean, what is really behind the act of saying "I love you"? Is it a declaration of 1 Corinthians 13? Odd to think on I guess, but I just couldn't help but be amazed at the whole concept of love. I guess it's yet another gift... not quite so fleeting as time, but then again... what do we do with it? Is it well used, well distributed? In accordence with the love that Christ showed? It's such a deep subject...
"Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I have become sounding brass or a clanging cymbal. And though I have the gift of prophecy, and understand all mysteries and all knowledge, and though I have all faith, so that I could remove mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. And though I bestow all my goods to feed the poor, and though I give my body to be burned, but have not love, it profits me nothing. Love suffers long and is kind; love does not envy; love does not parade itself, is not puffed up; does not behave rudely, does not seek its own, is not provoked, thinks no evil; does not rejoice in iniquity, but rejoices in the truth; bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never fails. But whether there are prophecies, they will fail; whether there are tongues, they will cease; whether there is knowledge, it will vanish away. For we know in part and we prophesy in part. But when that which is perfect has come, then that which is in part will be done away. When I was a child, I spoke as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child; but when I became a man, I put away childish things. For now we see in a mirror, dimly, but then face to face. Now I know in part, but then I shall know just as I also am known. And now abide faith, hope, love, these three; but the greatest of these is love."
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