Love Your Neighbor

Two months and two days ago, Ruby (she’s my wife!) pointed out these March 6 entries in two of our day-by-day flip calendars.

First, from Light for the Day:

A man cannot touch his neighbor’s heart
with anything less than his own.

“You shall love your neighbor as yourself.”
Matthew 19:19 (b) NASB

Then, with amazing synchronization, from For the Love of a Friend:

The love of our neighbor is the only door out of the dungeon of self.
George MacDonald

Love your neighbor as yourself.
Mark 12:31

I was blessed by that.

Have or Have Not?

Wow! I’ve been hanging on to this for a long time. Ever since January 27! 😯

The day before I’d seen this entry in our Light for the Day flip calendar:

A wise man does not grieve for the things he has not, but rejoices for the things which he has.

Well, the morning of the 27th Ruby called my attention to two devotional entries she’d read in My Utmost for His Highest.

So I found them online for my quoting convenience and your reading convenience.

First, from January 26:

Look Again and Consecrate

If God so clothes the grass of the field . . . , will He not much more clothe you . . . ? —Matthew 6:30

A simple statement of Jesus is always a puzzle to us because we will not be simple. How can we maintain the simplicity of Jesus so that we may understand Him? By receiving His Spirit, recognizing and relying on Him, and obeying Him as He brings us the truth of His Word, life will become amazingly simple. Jesus asks us to consider that “if God so clothes the grass of the field . . .” how “much more” will He clothe you, if you keep your relationship right with Him? Every time we lose ground in our fellowship with God, it is because we have disrespectfully thought that we knew better than Jesus Christ. We have allowed “the cares of this world” to enter in (Matthew 13:22), while forgetting the “much more” of our heavenly Father.

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Then the entry for January 27: Read it all

What Do You See?

I’m prone to see the ominous dark clouds of the gathering storm. Storms, really — religious, societal, political, military, cultural, financial, spiritual.

I also notice the diminishing space as the dark tunnel’s walls close in at an alarming, hope-crushing rate.

Then yesterday morning I saw the January 6 entry on our day-by-day For the Love of a Friend flip calendar:

A great deal of what we see
still depends on what we’re looking for.

Oh my! 😳

I went back again and again to have another read.

And below the above quote, this from Psalm 39:7….

But now, Lord, what do I look for?
My hope is in you.

How easily I forget! 😥

Last night I read this comment by Crusoe:

I think you can see much farther
through a tear
than you can through a telescope.

(No, not that Crusoe; rather, the one in Flight of the Eagles, the first book of the Seven Sleeper Series by Gilbert L. Morris.)

Oh, and another clarifier: tear above is the kind that comes out of our eyes.

So…I am thankful for all these reminders. And for the hope I have in Jesus Christ.

Above all, love God!