Love

My mom recently shared a story with me that has shifted my perspective about loving well. The story is simple and goes like this:
For years Mom would grumble and complain every time she had to clean Dad's discarded whiskers from the bathroom vanity. In anger Mom would ask Dad, "Please remember to do it yourself next time!" In frustration, the next day, Mom would once again clean up those whiskers.

One day as Mom was wiping at the counter, contempt-filled thoughts flowing, the Holy Spirit opened up her eyes and shifted her perspective. In a whisper the Spirit asked, "What will you do when he's gone?"

The realization of not having whiskers to clean up in the future was too much for her to bear. Mom immediately sought forgiveness and now gratefully, and with much joy, sweeps up Dad's precious whiskers every morning.
It's easy to love with feeling and emotion. It is hard to love with practical reason and mundane tasks. We are called, as lovers and Christ followers, to love completely, unconditionally.

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4 Responses to “Love”
  1. Jackie says:

    Oh, wow...this is so good.

    For me, it's getting SO mad when my hubby puts his plate on the counter instead of in the sink to rinse it. I literally feel anger boiling up inside me because I've asked him a million times. And now I will think of this every time - and be thankful that there's a plate sitting on the counter at all.

  2. Claire says:

    Thank you for this blog, Casey! What a beautiful and convicting reminder! Mosey on over to my blog... I gave you a couple blogger awards!

    www.fastforwardgirl.blogspot.com

  3. Oh , I have tears, Precious words! Consider me a new follower! =)

  4. Sherrill says:

    I just cleaned my husbands whiskers today! I loved this and am going to put it on my facebook page and link back to you! Thank you!




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