Love is serving

I just listened to about 10 minutes of a sermon by Joe Stowell about the love of Jesus. There is no way in a few words on a blog I can really relay how it moved me. Joe talked about how Christ's love covered our sin.

That's how much he loved us, he covered our sin to make us acceptable to God. He took it on himself, undeservingly.

Have you ever taken the heat for a good friend or family member? Did you ever whitewash something someone for someone you loved? It's an impulse to do that with those who you love. What about other people? I have to admit I haven't been so great in this department. We've all said things like "if this person comes to me and asks forgiveness, maybe I'll forgive them, but I'm not going to them."

Woops. That's not Christ's brand of love at all. Thank God.

As I was parking my car Joe Stowell was beginning to paint the picture of Jesus washing the disciples feet. It's a servants job, but as important as taking your guests coats. When they entered the house you can kind of picture the disciples looking at each other thinking, "Who's going to do this? I'm no servant. What's the deal here? Where's the love."

Then Jesus, the best and most important human on the plant puts a towel around his waist and takes the servants role. He tells them to love.

I wanna love like that.