anything for love


Valentine’s Day is just a couple days away and the commercials promoting products to demonstrate one’s love for another range from chocolates to diamonds to cars. Who knows how many women are expecting hearts and flowers and how many men are toiling over the perfect gift?  There are millions of people in the US who are single many are content being so but a great many are longing for love.

There is a song from Meatloaf that plays in the background of a chocolate commercial, “I Would Do Anything for Love” and it has been playing on a loop in my head. I started contemplating that; would I do anything for love? I admit, the single life gets pretty lonely but I do have standards.  It is all too easy to confuse the idea of romantic love for the real thing.

1 Corinthians 13:4-8a “Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails.”

Jesus did everything for love, for real love, to show us love. He gave up heaven to live an earthly life as a pure, unblemished sacrifice for our sins. He suffered much, he brought us grace; God’s Riches At Christ’s Expense. This is love. Romans 5:8 “But God demonstrates his own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us.”           

So, if we take the cue from Christ; being in love isn’t about what you gain from the relationship (that is a perk though) being in love is what you give. We give through service, through encouragement, through our presence and yes, through touch and hugs too. Yes, this is the kind of love, for which I would do anything. We are blessed, we are loved, eternally.
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  1. harleyFebruary 12, 2013 at 10:55 AM

    Jody this is definitely one of your finer postings (at least of the ones I've read since coming on board). This is true encouragement for a soul that's hanging on till that final trumpet blast and God's call to come home. 1 Cor. 15:51,52

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