I get to America very soon. It’s a bittersweet feeling. I get to see my family, friends and loved ones. But, I’ll also be missing my family, friends and loved ones.
Also, I hunger and thirst for the will of God. I want to do and say what the Spirit is doing and saying for as long as this vessel is capable. I am accountable to the knowledge and wisdom gained this year and my whole life.
It is written that we (Christians) will be known by our love. We are not identified any other way; not by our good theology, not by our khaki pants and come-overs, not by our middle-class status, not by our non-denominational church membership, not even by our seemingly righteous acts. We will be know by our Way, our Way of love, an indwelling of the Way of love. It is written that love is ultimate.
Love is patient and kind; love does not envy or boast; it is not arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice at wrongdoing, but rejoices with the truth. Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never ends.
