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.