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Jul 5

Good morning, Father.
Thank you for bringing me through the worst of that horrible stomach flu yesterday! I got a little worried there for a bit, when I started getting feverish, but it was nice that I felt strong enough to go on the back porch and sit down and watch fireworks with my daughter. That really surprised her, and I thank you for gifting us with that nice time together, Lord! Thank you also, that I have not cried in like 2 days straight now, missing my Tiny Friend. I even have felt grateful — twice in the last 2 days — that he was not here to be SCARED — first by the bad storms and then by the fireworks. Thank you, Father, for all the wonderful healing you are doing in me! 😀

1 Corinthians 13:1-8 ERV

I may speak in different languages, whether human or even of angels. But if I don’t have love, I am only a noisy bell or a ringing cymbal.
I may have the gift of prophecy, I may understand all secrets and know everything there is to know, and I may have faith so great that I can move mountains. But even with all this, if I don’t have love, I am nothing.
I may give away everything I have to help others, and I may even give my body as an offering to be burned. But I gain nothing by doing all this if I don’t have love.
Love is patient and kind. Love is not jealous, it does not brag, and it is not proud.
Love is not rude, it is not selfish, and it cannot be made angry easily. Love does not remember wrongs done against it.
Love is never happy when others do wrong, but it is always happy with the truth.
Love never gives up on people. It never stops trusting, never loses hope, and never quits.
Love will never end. But all those gifts will come to an end–even the gift of prophecy, the gift of speaking in different kinds of languages, and the gift of knowledge.

Lord, I truly desire to know and practice YOUR love. And you have left us a clear view of what that love looks like. I know that I cannot make this love appear in my being, but rather that I can yield to you and your touch and your nurturing and pruning — and YOU can grow your love in the garden of my heart and spirit. Lord, I surrender my pathetic attempts to protect myself. I DO remember some of the things that have been done to me — and that is not the way your love works. You give people a clean slate, and I desire to do the same — not just in my mind, but also in my heart. Father, please cleanse my heart and help me to act more and more from YOUR holy love. Amen!


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