Love made me do it...

"Only action becomes love" is scribbled on a page in my journal. I'm not a hundred percent sure who said it but it sounds like something Bob Goff would of said (I mean he did write a book called Love Does, it'll probably be in there somewhere.) And it's a beautiful statement, but apart from it's prophetic call to action, isn't it just another idea amongst all the others, another idea about what love is. Is it because we as humans have used love to cover such a wide variety of things, from sex to sunny days to new haircuts and tacos, that we don't know what it means anymore?


And even though I do actually love tacos, even just uttering that phrase again is playing its part in diluting down our understanding of love. It's been this watering down of what love means that has turned our understanding of it into a presumed familiarity, which philosopher and author, Dallas Willard warns leads to unfamiliarity which inevitably ends up manifesting in our lives as ignorance or at it's very worst contempt.

Which is why some of us are just sick of love, it's confusing and doesn't seem to have any power. Which is why I personally find one of Jesus earliest followers words to be so helpful in stripping love back to its rawest, most potent form when he says,

We know what real love is because Jesus gave up his life for us... (1 John 3:16)

John had already claimed that God showed us his opinion of us by putting on skin and living with humanity but that it's now in Gods costly action of laying down his life for us that he defines the worth and value of every square inch of the cosmos. This move reveals Gods character (God is love 1 John 4:8) and government, which in turn confirms his posture towards all of us. And if it was just some ethereal idea John wouldn't have continued, but he does,

...So we also ought to give up our lives for our brothers and sisters. (1 John 3:16)

When we follow this thinking all the way through, love seems to be the revealing action of who God is coupled with a personal responsibility to participate in the action that, that understanding demands from us.

Or in other words, love, is the action of ascribing worth to your brothers and sisters, no matter the cost to yourself.

Which then begs the question, who are our brothers and sisters?

Joshua Goss