I am surrounded by people who love others well. Their faces scroll through my mind like a beautiful slideshow and make my heart smile. This love pours out from them, a seemingly effortless and natural extension of themselves. These are real people with stress and problems and junk just like me, yet they give without batting an eyelash and without ulterior motives. The gift might be as small as an encouraging text message, or as big as house-sitting for a week. These are my teachers. I just love watching how they touch the lives of others and learning from them.
It’s humbling to be on the receiving end of it though. I’m not accustomed to it, for one thing. I feel undeserving and unworthy of it. It’s awkward and embarrassing sometimes. I worry that I don’t have what it takes to give back. Once upon a time I chose the easy way. It felt safe and easy to close myself off completely. No risk means no hurt, no chance of failure. No receiving means no extending yourself to give, because giving is risky and if you accept anything you have to reciprocate with at least as much if not more. That was how it worked, right?
Accepting Christ and being open to receiving His amazing love and sacrifice was a hard concept. Jesus, the ultimate model for loving others well. I have to accept His selfless gift, His love and grace while recognizing that I absolutely am undeserving and unworthy of it. He calls me to risk every day. He challenges me to live by His example. He gives me opportunities to reach out and love on others. I hope that I am to someone else, the example of Christ’s love that I see in my sweet friends.