Saturday, July 7, 2012

always growing.

Something I found this morning on
All gracious affections that are a sweet odor to Christ, and that fill the soul of a Christian with a heavenly sweetness and fragrancy, are broken hearted affections. A truly Christian love, either to God or men, is a humble broken hearted love. The desires of the saints, however earnest, are humble desires. Their hope is a humble hope; and their joy, even when it is unspeakable, and full of glory, is a humble broken hearted joy, and leaves the Christian more poor in spirit; and more like a little child, and more disposed to a universal lowliness of behavior.
To love someone with humble broken hearted love is something I want to make an effort to do better. I want to be better at loving my Harris that way, loving my family that way, loving my friends that way, and loving random strangers that way. I think that knowing and owning humility is a great way to approach any situation in life. It would (ideally, if you're truly humble) erase all quick judgements. It would level out the playing field. It would make the small secondary things remain small secondary things. I want to be quick to be a servant, slow to run towards pride and anger, and genuinely considerate of others thoughts, feelings, and actions first.

I have run into many situations where my own sin comes out in the most shocking ways. I literally look back at times and am amazed at how poorly my gut reactions or thoughts showed themselves. I spend a good amount of time thinking about how the other person could've improved their words or actions, yet spend a fraction of that time reflecting on what I could've done better or how I possibly misunderstood them or their motives. Believing the best in others and approaching life humbly will likely bring a lot more understanding and peace into relationships. I think that's my focus for this season. The Lord is so good to teach me ways to be more like Him. I've got a lot to learn.

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