For the Love of Lasagna!

Psalm 63:3,5

Love never fails.

It was about four years ago that I got control of my food intake and started running. I lost about a fourth of my body weight and started feeling really great. Then the wheels came off. First, they just started wobbling on the axles and then they rolled off into the ditch. Today, I’m aggravated with myself for losing so much ground. I’m so aggravated that I think I’ll go to the kitchen and see what sort of pie or cake or lasagna might be lurking in the fridge.

In my head, I know that the love of God will satisfy me far more than Lamar’s doughnuts or Bunny Tracks ice cream ever will. In my head I know that, but for some reason I allow my stomach to overrule my head. I think on the sufficiency of God’s presence and then I cram a Chipotle burrito into my mouth.

Love, Paul tells us, never fails. He goes on to say that prophecy and tongues will pass away, but he might have added that pizzas and brownies will also pass away. Lexuses and Cadillacs will pass away. All of the things that I hold dear will pass away, but I still find myself chasing after them.

  • When my taste buds are shot and my doctor tells me to eat nothing but celery, God’s unfailing love will still be there to fuel my existence. If I only I could keep that at the forefront of my mind.
  • What “richest food” do you allow to come before the unfailing love of God in your weakness?
  • How can you transfer the truly unfailing love expressed by God into nearly unfailing human love that you express?
  • Pray that God will open your mind and heart to the true richness of His love so that you can put it before all other desires.

In Tune with the Truth

Proverbs 16:23

Love rejoices in the truth.

You may not know it, but I used to play guitar for Saturday and Sunday-evening worship services. I wasn’t half bad, but then I wasn’t half good either, so I gave that pursuit up to more talented people.

One night, a certain worship leader, who will remain nameless but whose initials are GC, had a great idea. He would lead the songs while playing his acoustic guitar. It was a great idea but for one problem. This man can sing wonderfully. His guitar chops are perfectly fine. But singing and playing while attempting to lead a congregation and singers and a band just didn’t work.

Who was going to tell him? Not the piano player, nameless but with the initials LL. Not the instrumental specialist, also nameless but who we’ll call LJ. They both reported to good old GC, so they  weren’t going to tell him. I volunteered.

You might think that I just wanted to get GC off my “turf,” but that’s not the truth. Instead, I suggested that it wasn’t working because I didn’t want him to listen to a recording of the service later and wonder, “Why didn’t somebody tell me?”

Believe it or not, I loved the guy–and still do. Yes, the encounter was a bit awkward, but in the end it was worthwhile for all parties involved. Love doesn’t shy away from the truth.

  • Can you name a situation in which you have been forced to discuss an uncomfortable or unwelcome truth with someone you love?
  • Who do you find it most difficult to share those difficult truths with? How have you managed to bridge the gap?
  • Ask God to help you speak the truth in genuine love to the important people in your life.