I got in my car this morning heading to work and to drop my son off at school. As usual, I was rushing to beat the clock. I have determined that running behind in the mornings is one of my spiritual gifts…..hidden talents…..endearing quirks? Sigh. Moving on……
Not only am I usually PHYSICALLY rushing, my mind is full in the mornings – going over my to do list, did I get everything that we needed for the day, what am I going to make for dinner, etc. I’m sure most of you can relate. It’s just life, especially for those of us who tend to fly by the seats of our pants more often than we should.
I was sitting at a stoplight, pondering all of these things and then I saw it. My gas tank, that was previously hovering at around “you can drive 30 more miles if you’re lucky” (another one of my many “gifts”) was MAGICALLY sitting on – “you can go another week – or at least till next Wednesday.” WHAT??
How neat is that? I got a visit from the gas fairy! Take that as you will. *giggle*
Seriously, though, my sweet hubs saw a need, as he was doing another act of kindness (picking up my son from church so I could lay on the couch and grabbing us a pizza for dinner) and he filled it. I was going to do it – you know, like, when I got to “you can coast into the gas station if you’re lucky”. But he did that for me just because. He’s always taking care of me!
Is filling up a gas tank or picking up a kid a big deal? Maybe not to some, but to know that he was willing to take the time to do those things to make my day a little easier spoke love to me. Kind of like when he calls me “kitten”, it is a term of endearment that when used by him makes me feel loved. I don’t even like cats. We all know that cats aren’t going to Heaven, but that spoken affection makes me feel set apart to him – his special name for only me.
When Greg filled up the gas tank, I assure you he wasn’t even thinking twice about what he was doing. He was just doing what he does. And he sure wasn’t looking for a pat on the back here. Truth be told, he’s kind of shy to the general public. I’m sure he’d be much more content to not be written about all the time. Shy kid marries extrovert. Bless him. Little does he know that he has started a war. Now I have to one up him…..well, I don’t HAVE to, but I WANT to. 🙂
We see so many movements today for random acts of kindness. I love them. I’m all about them. I think they are neat and fun and how can you not want to be a part of something that spreads GOOD in the world? But what if we made an effort to start these movements in the relationships that are dearest to us – our marriages, our families, our friendships, and our work relationships? How would those relationships grow and change if we really started showing love in ways that matter most to the recipient?
How can we know what speaks love to those people who we love the most? It is most natural for most of us to show love for others in ways that make US feel loved. If our love is shown in tangible ways that minister most to the person on the receiving end, they will feel that kindness even more than we can understand and maybe even intend. There are a million resources available to help you determine the “love language” of your favorites. I would suggest anything by Dr. Gary Chapman as a great place to start. (See his Love Language series.)
It IS February – Valentine’s month – love it, or hate it. I can’t see how anyone can hate it. We all love somebody. Maybe not romantically, but there are many kinds of love and there are ways to express deep affection and appreciation for all of the people who are special to us.
You might be in a situation where you feel a person doesn’t DESERVE to have kindness or love shown. They’ve been a real jerk to you. If that’s the case, I’d encourage you to make that a matter of prayer and ask God to help you see that person through new eyes. Maybe you’re worried about the reaction (or lack of) that you might get when you express unselfish love for someone else. If that’s the case, let me encourage you with these:
I Corinthians 13: 4-7
So today, I challenge you to start a love movement in your own life. It will make things a lot more fun! If it’s not reciprocated, you’ll still feel good inside because you did it.
So cue “Love is the Answer” by England Dan and John Ford Coley (call it cheesy if you want…..LOVE that song!) and do a little research. Find out the love languages of your favorites. I triple dog dare ya!
P. S. If you decide to wage war in your own life and have a neat story, I’d LOVE it if you’d share your experience HERE!! xoxo