After further reflection
I think I’ve realized how big of a hypocrite I am. I think I’ve realized how pharisee-ish I am. How could I not love?
And then I thought, where is the church? Why have I never loved like this before?
Why is this not apparent in the church?
How can we hope to spread the Gospel without spreading love first?
Jesus himself did not go around saying that He is the Son. He instead loved on others, and, in turn, they responded.
Yet, in the same way, we need to spread the Gospel.
There’s this guy named Alex at USC (super wise)
He described it as the Gospel is as a beautiful woman, and that the love and good actions we perform is like adding jewelry. Without the woman, we just have some cool looking stuff. With just the woman we have some beauty. With both, we have beauty on beauty.
He also said that there was a verse in Phillipians or something that said there is no time where the Gospel goes out and coems back void, as in, it did not do what it was it was supposed to do.
I think it’s a reminder that there is victory regardless. I don’t know why, but this has hit me hard. It’s like God telling me
Joseph, you have done well, my good and faithful servant.
And I’m overcome by it.
