These things I have spoken unto you, that my joy might remain in you, and that your joy might befull. This is My commandment, that ye love one anotheras I have loved you. Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends. - John 15:12-13
Hereby percieve we the love of God, because He laid down His for us: and we ought to lay down our lives for the bretheren. ... My litttle children, let us not love in word, neither in tongue; but in deed and in truth. - I John 3:16, 18
"We ought to" because He has. That in itself is all the reason we need
So, what does this look like in our lives today? Probably not a literal dying, but I do not think that that is the point. I think it is about putting someone else and their needs before yourself, serving them out of a heart that desires to love them as Christ has loved you. Sometimes it seems like dying, and in a way it is. Dying to your own self can be more agonizing than an actual death, because it must be continued and repeated every single moment of every single day. An actual death only happens once, "and then the glory". Every day, learning to serve out of love. Thereby learning to love.
It does work. There is no question about that. Learning to love those around me is a leason that I had thought I had learned. But it is something that is making me draw heavily upon the fathomless grace and strength of my Saviour.
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Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not take them bothAnd be one traveler, long I stoodAnd looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;//Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing thereHad worn them really about the same,//
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,I doubted if I should ever come back.//I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:Two roads diverged in a wood, and I -
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made the difference.
"These little moments ... matter, for they are where we live every day."
- Paul David Tripp