EVERY DEED WE INVOLVE IN AND TERM ‘GOOD’ IS NOTHING WHEN LOVE IS NOT
INVOLVED
Today, like every other day, my mind has been busy thinking
about so many things and even wandering sometimes but this thought about love…I
decided to post.
I’ve been thinking, why do people fight? Why is there so
much hatred in our minds against one another? Why are leaders mean and
ruthless? Why are the followers hateful and remorseless? Why do we keep getting
and losing with the same intensity? Why is it that even those who give to
charity, the human rights agitators, pastors and all others who seem to live
just lives end up unhappy and their deeds unpleasing to their maker?
The bible got my answers. The
book of 1st Corinthians 13 made so much meaning to me today than
ever! Verses 1-3 says, “Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels,
and have not charity. I am become a sounding brass, or a tinkling cymbal; and
though I have the gift of prophecy, and understand all mysteries, and all
knowledge, and though I have all faith so I could move mountains and have not
charity, I am nothing; and though I bestow all my goods to feed the poor, and
though I give my body to be burned, and have not charity, it profits me
nothing”
That’s clear enough. Right? A
sounding brass there signifies a nonstop clangorous noise! That is what we,
alongside our deeds become when we have no love...Noise, an unwanted sound! No
matter what you do or who you think you are, that self righteousness of yours
is like a filthy rag if love is lacking in your heart. Love is giving with a
sincere heart your mighty ‘comforts’ for the comfort and happiness of other
people. It is doing good without expecting anything else in return. Love is
seeking the good of other people. Love is not selfish but rather sacrificial.
I like to share this beautiful
quote by Aberjhani, “love is our most unifying and empowering common spiritual
denominator. The more we ignore its potential to bring greater balance and
deeper meaning to human existence, the more likely we are to continue to define
history as one long inglorious record of man’s inhumanity to man”
I have not said much but I have
said little. Does this make sense to you? Dear reader, I urge you to polish
your heart with love! Without love, everything else is vain. I now drop my
golden pen in the beautiful basket of love. Smiles…
STAY BLESSED!
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