These themes, lately:
Abide in Christ.
Abide in His love.
Love.
And others, but for the past many months...even in terms of merciful judgment to come...love has been the focus.
I've been reminded again, lately, at the vast disparity between Christ's love and what the world conceives of as being love.
The world's version of love is alway self-gratifying, in some way. Even if only as a matter of seeking to avoid emotional pain. ...even a mother's love has become entirely contorted, outside of Christ, to such extent that mothers even kill their children. Whereas others leech, emotionally. And still others count accomplishment as a marker for emotion.
Witnessed, only partially experienced (as on the receiving end), but not otherwise known.
And yet, a father's love is supposed to be as strong. Or, if it really is to be an epitomization of Christ's love, the Father's love, then...hadn't it ought be more fierce and unwavering? Or is a mother's love just a well an epitomization of God's love?
There's much talk, these past couple of weeks (months?) about the family as a representation of relationship with God. On the whole.
So, how contorted are things, then?
