It is tough to find anything that is pure anymore. I buy distilled water and it still says that it only filters out 99% of the impurities after it has experienced reverse osmosis and been hypnotized twice. I have my doubts about my pure Florida orange juice and don't even get me started on free range chicken. The other day I sat in the presence of pure love. Pure love is tough. I mean both tough to find and just down right tough. Normal love always is giving and receiving so there is a rhythm. I love my wife but she loves me right back. That means it is hard for me to tell if I am loving her or loving myself because the rhythm is so faithful. Pure love only really happens when the rhythm is broken. It happens when the giver is no longer given to for whatever reason. I watched it between sisters. One sister is taking care of the other sister. The one has fallen sick. She has cancer and the cancer has slowly but steadily robbed her of things to give. She cannot walk without assistance. Two weeks ago the cancer went into her auditory canals and she lost her hearing. So now she cannot really visit. Communication is slow and lumbering. But the sister who is the caregiver has not missed a beat. She looks at her sister with the same affection. She cares for her and seems to delight in everything. There is a joy when the two are together that is absolutely breathtaking. I went to visit to encourage and pray. I expected it to be sad. I came away marveling. The normal rhythm has been broken but the melody is stronger than ever. It was the sound of love that filled my head and my heart. I have known for a while that my soul longs for that love both to receive it and to give it. Love hit its purest note on the cross. I felt a little like Job where I had heard with my ears but now I had seen the reality and it made me repent. Today I sit in the presence of Jesus and bask in the purest of love. If I am ever going to be the giver of pure love I must first learn to receive it here at the foot of the cross. It is the love of two sisters that taught me this.
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Seeing love in a pure form usually is in an act of service of selfless love. I'm glad you saw it. I'm so glad that believers live out Jesus to each other.
We are just pilgrims here for a little while. Every now and then, something like that blazes up before us and renews our own zeal to keep on. Praise God that the Gospel is being lived out @ HCC.
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