I wanna talk about a brilliant bond of perfection. But first, this. Elgielene likes to watch cornball Hallmark movies. Not because they’re great. But because they’re basically free from dirty stuff. And occasionally I watch one with her. Because I enjoy HER company. Certainly not because I’m a fan of those movies. Of course, they’re totally unpredictable and filled with intricate plot lines. But that’s beside the point. (eye-roll)
Those movies talk about “perfect” a lot. But not about a bond of perfection.
Yeah, just about every other paragraph of dialogue has one character or the other describe something as “perfect.”
“Oh, you guys are perfect for each other.”
“Wait till you find your perfect soulmate.”
“Yes, those cupcakes will be perfect for the party.”
You get the idea. And every time I hear one of the actors or actresses saying something like that, a little voice inside me says, “Nope. Not perfect.”
But it’s probably because I have a way different idea of perfect. I describe it as absolutely flawless in every way imaginable. So, I’d hardly describe cupcakes or soulmates as perfect.
But eternal life IS perfect.
Because, in order for anything to last forever, it would have to absolutely perfect. But I don’t if you’ve noticed, but there don’t seem to be any actual perfect people. Despite what Hallmark would have you believe.
Except, what a minute. There was this ONE person. He knew all about “tender mercies, kindness, humility, meekness, longsuffering; bearing with one another, and forgiving one another.” And He inspired another guy, named Paul, to write about what it is that helps you do and be all those things.
What is it?
There’s that pesky word again. Seems like it pops up all through Paul’s letters, in the Bible. Why does he have to mention love all the time? Was Paul a wimpy, peacenik, love-peace-and-joy boy? Hardly.
No…Paul understood how the only reason you and I even exist is love. And more accurately, God’s love. He loves you and me so much He provided a Way to live forever. Life, sealed in the bond of perfection.
And that’s why I write to you almost every day about it.
Because I love my neighbor as myself. And because I love myself enough to want to avoid hell, I want to love you enough to help you, too. If you need help. Or to help you have more resources you can share with others you’d like to help.
The main thing is, we gotta tell others. And today’s the day.
Tomorrow is too late ’cause it’s not real.
Let your loved ones know just how you feel.
Especially when you’re wrong, and please don’t wait too long.
Your loving words create a golden seal.
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