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Luna_Lovegood
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I also believe God wants us to more fully love and venerate one another. Here I’m not talking about abandoning our own decision-making power and mindlessly following anyone with cult-like obedience.
I’m just talking about looking at one another with love and awe, because of how very precious we all are, that God paid such a dear price for us.
I recently read Anne of Green Gables to my daughter – and it struck me how the Presbyterian Marilla held back for so long from showing Anne the depth of the love she felt for her. At the moments when she felt the most affection toward her – this was usually when she felt the need to make some sharp-tongued remark so Anne wouldn’t think too highly of herself.
And she (Marilla) worried that it was wrong for her to love another mere mortal so much – but she fell in love with Anne in spite of herself. And at the end she finally did open her heart and tell Anne how much she loved her.
I’m sure this is no reflection on Presbyterians – but having grown up Protestant myself, I can’t help thinking that this is the sort of hesitance I’ve sensed whenever I’ve heard my fellow Protestants (and probably myself in the past) talking about Mary, as if it would be sacriledge to just open up to Mary and even allow ourselves to love her.
And I think God is saying that we don’t have to worry about feeling too much love for another human – whether it’s our newborn baby or our elderly neighbor, or especially the Mother of God – we can just rejoice in this wonderfual presence that God has graced our lives with. More love for one another doesn’t mean less love for God – because the more we love, the more love we have to give.
I’m just talking about looking at one another with love and awe, because of how very precious we all are, that God paid such a dear price for us.
I recently read Anne of Green Gables to my daughter – and it struck me how the Presbyterian Marilla held back for so long from showing Anne the depth of the love she felt for her. At the moments when she felt the most affection toward her – this was usually when she felt the need to make some sharp-tongued remark so Anne wouldn’t think too highly of herself.
And she (Marilla) worried that it was wrong for her to love another mere mortal so much – but she fell in love with Anne in spite of herself. And at the end she finally did open her heart and tell Anne how much she loved her.
I’m sure this is no reflection on Presbyterians – but having grown up Protestant myself, I can’t help thinking that this is the sort of hesitance I’ve sensed whenever I’ve heard my fellow Protestants (and probably myself in the past) talking about Mary, as if it would be sacriledge to just open up to Mary and even allow ourselves to love her.
And I think God is saying that we don’t have to worry about feeling too much love for another human – whether it’s our newborn baby or our elderly neighbor, or especially the Mother of God – we can just rejoice in this wonderfual presence that God has graced our lives with. More love for one another doesn’t mean less love for God – because the more we love, the more love we have to give.