Subject:  SW: Cherished Love |
Author:
Eugene
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Date Posted: 17:45:53 03/04/03 Tue
“You Christians are strange,” one of my good friends once told me. She grew up in an artist family and her house was adorned with many works of her parents, her brothers and herself. One day, a Christian friend of hers visited her house and my friend pointed out a fresh painting done by her father.
“How wonderful,” the Christian lady promptly said, “Praise the Lord! Alleluia!”
My friend told me, “But it was my father that painted the piece….”
I don’t know what is the properly Christian implication of this story, but it reminds me of one of my personal “short-comings”. I am kind of a miser when it comes to the public display of faith – giving praises, offering prayers and providing spiritual encouragements. To me, the experience of encountering Christ’s love have, so far, caused me to cherish – holding dear in an most intimate way – my deepest longing for Him. The thought of Christ gives me joy, but also tends to make me very quiet and still.
I use so few Christian vocabularies that my friends make fun of how “un-Christian” I am. J There is still much growth needed, if I am going to be a “proclaimer of the Word”.
On the other hand, I couldn’t help but wonder if it is possible to live in such a way that a life, even in the absence of spoken words, may become in itself a praise, a prayer and an encouragement. Would there be a time and a place, however transient it might be, in which the intimacy with Christ is so naturally the essence of our lives that no spoken word is necessary, yet its expression – so silently loud – cannot be ignored?
So what?
I want to live, “Alleluia! Praise the Lord! Amen,” so that when I say it with my mouth, I wouldn’t have cheapened the Love of God.
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