Love. Is. Kind.

The older I get the more I realize how unkind I can be. I'm actually blown away by how unloving I have been. People like to think that loving someone is in part measured by our intentions. I've heard the road to hell is paved with good intentions. Love is not measured by intentions. Intentions didn't take Jesus to the cross. Action did.

I suddenly realize how little my actions resemble love. My intentions have always been good. Even filled with love. Rarely, however my actions have. I tend to be quick and sharp. I've allowed this world to shape me into a tool. One that is jaded and hard. Pointed and sharp like a broken piece of glass. I cut to the touch.

My heart swells with regret and desperation. That's what Jesus does inside of us. He swells us with love. He digs deep inside us, nestles down and then pushes out. My heart swells with love and its my responsibility to express that love, to share it. To freely scatter that love. To give it the opportunity to plant itself in someone else's heart.

Father, open my eyes and my heart to what you're doing in other's lives. Give me kind words. A gentle touch. Loving actions. Let my speech be full with purpose. Let my serving be full of praise. Let me be transparent father. Broken before you and confident in your grace. Remind me continually of your power in my life. Teach me to share. Break open my heart to your world Lord and let me spend every ounce of this life until I am empty and spent. Broken and filled.

A Word To The Heart: Anchored

I have set you like an Anchor in the sea and to you I have tethered a multitude. I have ground you and set you into the deep earth, unmovable unshakable. I have made you a rock, a strong tower. Like a skilled craftsman I have chiseled and cut you into a strong beam to hold My House. Around you I have placed my children. They are chained to your sturdy guidance. You hold them strong like a strong rope in a storm.

Do not forsake them! They have but one cord, fragile like a string. Hold them gently and reel them in with My Love and My Words. Let them glide across the waves to and fro back and forth but hold them steadily upon my path. Guide them, nudge them. For you I have made solid so that they will not become lost.

How many have slipped away? How many have you failed to grasp? How many have you tugged and severed? Sober up and clear your vision. Look about you to the mesh of lives that spin twirling around you without guidance, without hope. Open your heart to the majesty of my design.