He must increase, I must decrease. John 3:30
He gives me my truest dimensions in a world of pretenders.
“Love is my legal jurisdiction.” David Teems
-- The margins that surround my life, the guardrails that limit the road I travel. The compass rose upon the map that defines my life. It must be my book of etiquette, the Book of Hoyle, my worn Robert’s Rules of Order, the by-laws of my character. Without its refining power in my life, I become a clanging cymbal, a blasting horn, a blowing wind.
Love must permeate my being, saturate my soul, season every relationship, scent every act, flavor every moment. It must be my highest goal, my greatest dream, my purest pursuit, my self-fulfilling prophecy.
To be self-actualized in love—transformed—an agent of transformation—to be love in an often loveless world.
For me to live is, no must be, Christ.
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