LOVE-O-METER

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If people were equipped with a love-o-meter, perhaps growing on top of their shoulder where all could see, what might be their love range score? If you are normal right now, you are probably saying, “What is she talking about?” Hang with me.

What would your love-o-meter register for love of your spouse on your wedding day or your new born baby, or your love for Jesus when he drops showers of Living Water in your parched soul? What does it register as measured by your love of the last person who snubbed you, or the driver who cut you off, or the credit collector who calls every day? Does the score remain the same in all these situations? 

Jesus’ words in Matthew 5:43-47 suggests that the score shouldn’t change. Wouldn’t that shed some light on verse 48 that tells us to be perfect as God is perfect. God is love, he is perfect in love; his love never changes. If our love-o-meter registers the same in all situations, maybe that is being perfect in love. Our love is never to change, even as God’s love never changes.

The amount of love we have will probably equal the amount of God we have. Let’s see if we can raise both together—our God-love and our people-love.

About oneta hayes

ABOUT ME Hello. To various folks I am Neat’nee, Mom, Grandma Neta, Gramma, Aunt Neta, Aunt Noni, Aunt Neno, and Aunt Neto (lots of varieties from little nieces and nephews). To some I’m more like “Didn’t you used to be my teacher?” or “Don’t I know you from someplace?” To you, perhaps, I am a Fellow Blogger. Not “fellow” like a male or a guy, but “fellow” like a companion or an adventurer. I would choose to be Grandma Blogger, and have you pull up a chair, my website before you, while I tell you of some days of yore. I have experienced life much differently than most of you. It was and is a good life. I hope to share nuggets of appreciation for those who have gone before me and those who come after me. By necessity you are among those who come after me and I will tell you of those who came before. Once upon a time in a little house on a prairie - oops, change that lest I commit plagiarism - and change that “house on the prairie” to “dugout on the prairie.” So my story begins...
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7 Responses to LOVE-O-METER

  1. Faye says:

    Thank you. Today we (My husband and I) have journeyed again to the reading about the FRUITS of the Spirit. Love….ie DIVINE LOVE comes about only from an intimate relationship with God. His Spirit alone produces this fruit….in a human context it would be ‘impossible’ to love this way. In a Spiritual capacity when connected to the VINE the impossible can indeed become possible. Bless and thanks again for inspiration.

    • oneta hayes says:

      Growing in the fruit of the Spirit – we can have no greater personal goal. There is a sense of our being able to demonstrate a “fruit” but to really grow spiritually is a gift from the Holy Spirit. For instance, I might decide I’m going to be kind today, so I set out to do three kind things. I do them, but I haven’t really grown “kind” in the Spirit until I am “kind” naturally – without thought. I’m going to have to think this through! If I don’t want to be kind, should I do it anyway. Yes. That’s the way to become kind. Is that right? 😀

  2. calensariel says:

    “The amount of love we have will probably equal the amount of God we have.” What an awesome observation, Oneta! I gotta write that down. And I think you’re spot on. Loved this post! ❤

  3. Lovely post, Oneta! Thanks for reminding me to examine my heart and to check myself when others treat me with a little less love than they could. That’s when I should love them even more from the overflow that’s in my heart. May blessings abound, sister!

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