There’s a song and a piece of scripture that has always gone hand and hand with me for the past several weeks. It begins with “I don’t have to fear anything… (Kim Walker, ‘Here Is My Song’ album)” and “perfect love casts out all fear (I John 4:18).”
Lately, I’ve been searching for answers regarding some tough questions. Questions that had two different sides, two different perspectives, two different paths that still lead to the same road.
God has been reaffirming to me over and over again for the past several weeks that fear is not of Him. Fear is brought by man, and that which is instilled in them by the enemy. Man will use bullying tactics, prideful condemnation, and fear to set themselves apart and justify their actions through the Word (remember what I said about the Pharisees — it’s a form of prideful, spiritual legalism). But God uses none of this. HE IS GOD. God doesn’t have to use fear to provoke you. God doesn’t use condemnation nor will He bully you to bring conformity, or a facing of past things (situations, encounters, and hardships). Anyone that does that in His name, is only trying to conform you to their will, not God’s. That is my belief, and what has been ringing in my Spirit for some time now. This may have nothing to do with you, or its revelation, but it does fit with my current circumstances.
It wasn’t necessarily the answer I wanted, but I finally relinquished, allowing God to minister to me with that Word (that answer) in mind, so then my next question was simply this, “What am I to do about it now?”
The answer was expected, but I would be lying if I said I was hard-pressed (blinded by so much hurt) to so willingly fall in line. “Love them,” he said. That is hard. How do you love someone that has so efficiently and effectively torn you a part? How do you love someone that took “two wrongs don’t make a right” and molded it and fashioned it to represent their own worth, their own honor, and their own way of thinking, with the refute “yes, it can.” God’s answer is simple, “If you are My child, and you are of My spirit, you will love them. And not with your own, because your own is not sufficient, but with Mine.”
Wow, guys, that’s even tougher. A gut punch that you can’t ignore, but one you HAVE to follow. On my face I went. Weeping, not because of my lack of love towards the ones that hurt me, but (and this will sound crazy) because of the realization that such love may never come with any form of justification, explanation, nor vindication (a somewhat dishounorable way of thinking, I admit). But see God is a God of honour; and this type of love is honourable. Because it is given, despite what is received. A hard lesson and virtue to understand, but one that is essential to learn.
I was listening to Kim Walker’s album “Here Is My Song,” and one song entitled simply ‘Spontaneous Worship’ came on, while I was reading the Word, while laying there weeping. I stopped reading, and found myself instantly turning to 1 Cor 13 — the passage on love. God’s love. Walker was ranging in the background.
The entire passage is phenomenal, but I want to directly reference 1 Cor 13:4-7 as it was just about there, while the song was blaring in the background during my time with God, that I pretty much lost it.
It reads (from the Amplified Bible):
4Love endures long and is patient and kind; love never is envious nor boils over with jealousy, is not boastful or vainglorious, does not display itself haughtily.
5It is not conceited (arrogant and inflated with pride); it is not rude (unmannerly) and does not act unbecomingly. Love (God’s love in us) does not insist on its own rights or its own way, for it is not self-seeking; it is not touchy or fretful or resentful; it takes no account of the evil done to it [it pays no attention to a suffered wrong].
6It does not rejoice at injustice and unrighteousness, but rejoices when right and truth prevail.
7Love bears up under anything and everything that comes, is ever ready to believe the best of every person, its hopes are fadeless under all circumstances, and it endures everything [without weakening].
I helplessly cried out to God that this was what was not shown to me, and He simply responded, “that does not mean you do not show it to them.” Often times when we go through something, it is not a test of your own prowless, but a situation offered up as a sacrifice so that it may honour God. When you honour God through your circumstances, there is not just a change IN you, but in those AROUND you. Through observation, through “walking it out,” through the teaching by the Spirit of whatever the circumstance.
Through all this revelation, Walker was belting out, “…eyes that burn with the flames of love. Those flames are a consuming fire, so come burn in me, God…,” in the background. I was wasted. Totally and utterly wasted by the love of God that was pouring out over me, and showing me “the end of the tunnel” so to speak.
If you are not familiar with Kim Walker or the Jesus Culture music, I suggest you click the link that is found closer to the beginning of this post. And since it is a spontaneous song, I thought I would put up the lyrics here that resonates:
I don’t have to fear anything
Because Your love makes it worth it all
I can so willingly lay everything down at Your feet
Because Your love makes it worth it all
This is what we were made for
This is what we were born for
I want to know it more
I want to feel it more
I want to see it more
Oh, God, take us in to the Holy Place
Where we see You face to face
Where we behold Your love
Behold Your love
Behold His love
Shining brighter than any star
Your love is bigger, greater
Behold His love
Run straight into the arms of Love
Behold the flames of love that burn in His eyes for you
Do you dare? Do you dare?
Look into the eyes of love
Leaving everything else behind
Eyes that burn with the flames of love
Do you dare?
Will you be bold as a lion?
Go up to the Eyes of Love?
Will you leave everything behind?
And look deep into the Eyes of Love?
It’s eyes that burn, with flames of love!
And those flames are a consuming fire!
A consuming fire!
A fire that won’t be put into a box!
A fire that won’t be put out!
The ending to that is fantastic. It reminds me that only man can put love in a box, molding it and shaping it to his liking, to fit his need, his necessity of pride and arrogance, to shape and control the things and people around them. To have “his way,” and not God’s. Only MAN can put love in a box. It’s time to stop seeking the love of man, but the love of God, and be consumed by its fire.
Love you, guys!