Here is a thought-provoking quote from iMonk Michael Spencer:
|| Why are Christians the most incomplete, frantic, “wretchedly urgent” and religiously imbalanced of human beings? Could it be that our conception of God is, “What can he do for me? What must I do for him?” rather than, “The God I worship is the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ. I have everything that I need. His love for me is the foundation of everything in existence. How can I honor him today?” ||
I would change just a couple of words here. I don’t think all Christians fall into “wretchedly urgent” characterization, nor do I think Christians are the only ones suffering from the malady. But the iMonk has certainly captured the life of Assemblyites in a few words.
I would delete ‘for me’ from the sentence near the end, to read, more correctly, I think, “His love is the foundation of everything in existence.” I love the inference Spencer draws–“I have everything I need.” God has already done everything necessary to provide “well-being like a river” for us – even when walking through the valley of the shadow of death (or the Assembly experience).
It’s a de-toxifying process of getting rid of the “what do I have to do to please this unpleasable God today” thought pattern
I am leaving my full name, because I just wrote this, and while I don’t mind it getting passed on if people like it, I do want the credit.
—————————————-
He is Love
by Amy Cahill © 2008. All rights reserved.
He is Love
There’s no love-me-not
No disappointment, no betrayal, no lies.
He is Love
There’s no love-me-not
Deep as the ocean, wider than the skies
He is your deepest dream,
your fondest wish,
most precious memory…
The one who got away
the one who died
you thought you’d never see…
He is the fairytale,
the secret world you wish you could go to
And though He loves us all
it’s just as if
He loved just one — that one is you…
He is Love
There’s no love-me-not
No disappointment, no betrayal, no lies.
He is Love
There’s no love-me-not
Deep as the ocean, wider than the skies
He is your deepest dream,
your fondest wish,
most precious memory…
The one who got away
the one who died
you thought you’d never see…
His love is vast and infinite
just right for you and me
And what do you do to attain this love?
Nothing, ’cause it’s free.