There are common places where we expect to receive love: parents, spouses, family members and good friends. It’s not uncommon to believe that this is where love comes from, but the Lord showed me something that has changed how I see my entire playing field.
Recently I was with people whom I’d expect to love me. And when I was with them, love flowed like a faucet, both in the on and off positions. I was dumbfounded, because at one point it poured freely and then later, it was totally turned off. Not even common courtesy or friendly pleasantries were offered. It took me aback and wounded my spirit a bit. That yo-yo was treacherous because of my expectations. When I was able to get aside and ask the Lord what was happening, He clearly stated, “I AM Love and I choose where I Love you!” Whoa!
This literally changes everything. It trumps all my expectations. Imagine every wound of neglect seen in this Light. If God didn’t give my brother a love to express for me, my demand is nothing less than self-stimulated frustration. What about the person whose parent never showed them that desired affection? Ouch! All my demands to be loved wither in the heat of this Light.
If my God is so sovereign as to choose the very expression of any love towards me, wow. This makes all my demands to be loved by anyone but Him profane. He says, “I AM the only One who Loves you!” This melts my heart, as well as puts great fear and trembling in my bones.
I must be honest; this makes Him a little more powerful than I’m comfortable with. It also makes me feel rather foolish for demanding of countless people that they love me! Yes, everyone who I had such grand hopes of loving me. These poor souls who failed to meet my expectations. Actually, they just faltered beneath my illegitimate demands placed on them. I abused them by demanding from them something they were not intended to give. Boy, this turned the tables on me pretty quickly, didn’t it? I’m not a victim of neglect, but an abuser through my demanding expectations.
So let me tell you the benefit of letting the Love of God come where He wills. It’s bliss! His Love is free of the entanglements of expectations. Liberated from the weight of my strangling grip. We’re human, so we may have to deal with fears and insecurities, but the Love of God is freeing. My relationships where God Himself Loves me through a person have been nothing but His Life. I have experienced Him and His Love through other people who are ordained to give me Love. It’s the increase of His Life, His dominion and His Love expression. It makes forced love so repulsive.
So the moral of this story is—let Him love you wherever and however He wishes; it’s better for your life, your sanity, and the same for all of those around you.