H.A.L.T. in the name of Love…First comes Love – Day 7

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Hungry. Angry. Lonely. Tired.

If you find yourself feeling one or more of the above, watch out!

Remember to take a moment and breathe deeply. For when we feel this way it is so easy to let our self-control runaway to join the circus of chaos and calamity.

And usually our relationships will suffer as these feelings build a wall that keeps love out. And we hurt the people we love. And after the awful is said and done we will feel terrible, too.

Last Friday, after way too long at the computer working a gig, I was struggling with three of the four plus a very sore neck and headache.

And I was feeling grouchy. Good no one was home at the time, but my Michael was due back soon.

So I prayed for grace and did a series of yoga stretches and prayed some more.

Remembering too many times in my past where I allowed my feelings and my selfishness — my lack of love — to dictate my words, actions and choices.

And those times of negative moods never amounted to anything constructive. Instead they were a pattern that brought down my house, wrecking havoc for those I loved most.

So when the acronym H.A.L.T. started swirling in memory I knew that this was the escape door that God promises us in times of temptation. A way out of sin and the pain that results.

A gate to the high road of love.

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This love of which I speak is slow to lose patience.

Love has good manners and does not pursue selfish advantage. It is not touchy.

Love knows no limit to its endurance, no end to its trust, no fading of its hope; it can outlast anything. It is, in fact, the one thing that still stands when all else has fallen.
From 1 Corinthians 13: 4-8

And thanks be to God, Love won the day.

While still tired and achy, those angry feelings of me first had dissipated. I chose to act lovingly according to God’s directives in 1 Corinthians 13.

And love is always a choice.

No matter how hard the day, how deep the disappointment, how much the belly growls or the body aches.

Love is a choice not a feeling.

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I don’t think Jesus felt like hanging on that cross.

Father, if you are willing, take this cup from me; yet not my will, but yours be done.
Luke 22:42

But He did it anyway. In obedience to the Father’s will. In His great love for us.

And we are to be Little Christs if we dare to claim His name.

His name above all names that is synonymous with love.

And love is the highest goal for our lives on earth. And all the moments of all our days are lessons in learning to love better.

When all is said and done it won’t matter that we landed the new executive position, or our son graduated from the military academy, or we worked out for a buff body after 50, or we paid cash for a brand new Volvo if we had not love.

None of that will matter because none of that will last.

Only love lasts.

And you and me, we must choose daily who we will serve and how we want to spend our days on earth.

So wherever we find ourselves at any given moment, let’s halt.

And then walk in the way of love…

~sheila

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5 thoughts on “H.A.L.T. in the name of Love…First comes Love – Day 7

  1. Sometimes choosing to love seems hard- our anger (or whatever) seems justified and/or we want to hold onto it just a little while longer before choosing to let go and embrace the loving way.
    But each time I surrender my pride, anger, pain, etc and chose love I am blessed. I am set free.

    Love isn’t an emotion…it’s so much more powerful than that!

  2. Dear Sheila
    I relate so well with that feeling of absolute helplessness when we feel that way, but it is so true that when we admit our weaknesses to Pappa asking Him to help, His grace, love and strength reigns through our weakness. Only He brings beauty out of our ashes.
    Blessings XX
    Mia