NO GREATER LOVE (1)

As I watch the lie they tell unfold, my heart breaks. Why would people tell such lies? Why would they tell what they know nothing about? Why would they speak so authoritatively about things worse than nothing! Nothing, at least would mean no harm, no worse- things worse than nothing on the other hand, will cause harm and are a need for pause.

Where would I go from the lies, the tirade of the enemy? As I guard my heart with all diligence, I know I must guard my heart (Proverbs 4:23) from these as well as from every other lie I have ever heard - dissatisfied women, pouring out their hearts in fantasies that do not exist, cannot be created and will never be. The fantasies, to use KJV English like my Pastor would tease in church, are not - they are not! At least, not without some serious orchestration, vis a vis acting or the shenanigans of the most demented of souls.

How do you tell me about love? How do you speak about One that you have neither seen nor know, however obliquely? How dare you use the dissatisfied longings, cravings of a demented soul to paint to me the portrait of the King of my heart?

How can you tell me about love when you have not met with the One whose Name is Love?

How can you tell young ones where to seek it, when you have not found Him?

How can you put pen to paper, when there is so much to be set free from?

I will tell you what I know. I don’t know much, but that which I know, I will tell you. There is so much more to tell about him, so much more to know. But that which I know, I will tell you.

I will tell you what He is not. Love is not a wild passionate tryst in silk beds strewn with satin sheets, smelling lavender or a quickie in a dim, dank bathroom at the back of a clubhouse.

Love is not a look, or a grope. It is not a drool through the depraved mind of a sex starved doll. No! It is not promises but actions, it is not groping but honour, and it is not fantasy but truth.