Summary: If you're Christian this morning… You're a child of the king... you're a child of the most high God... you're an heir to the throne... you are fearfully and wonderfully made... God loves you…
What's love got to do with it?
There have been a lot of songs written about love..
All you need is love...Beatles
Love lift you where you belong...joe Cocker
The greatest love of all...Whitney Houston
And there's this one
Oh...what's love got to do, got to do with it
What's love but a second hand emotion
What's love got to do, got to do with it
Who needs a heart
When a heart can be broken
And what seems like true love has broken a lot of hearts...
But the love of God… The Agape love
the true essence of love that God offers...
has healed every heart and everyone it has ever come in contact with...
1 Corinthians 13:1-10 Msg.
13 If I speak with human eloquence and angelic ecstasy but don’t love, I’m nothing but the creaking of a rusty gate.
2 If I speak God’s Word with power, revealing all his mysteries and making everything plain as day, and if I have faith that says to a mountain, “Jump,” and it jumps, but I don’t love, I’m nothing.
3-7 If I give everything I own to the poor and even go to the stake to be burned as a martyr, but I don’t love, I’ve gotten nowhere. So, no matter what I say, what I believe, and what I do, I’m bankrupt without love.
Love never gives up.
Love cares more for others than for self.
Love doesn’t want what it doesn’t have.
Love doesn’t strut,
Doesn’t have a swelled head,
Doesn’t force itself on others,
Isn’t always “me first,”
Doesn’t fly off the handle,
Doesn’t keep score of the sins of others,
Doesn’t revel when others grovel,
Takes pleasure in the flowering of truth,
Puts up with anything,
Trusts God always,
Always looks for the best,
Never looks back,
But keeps going to the end.
“Did you hear about the teacher who was helping one of her
kindergarten students put on his boots? He asked for help
and she could see why??
With her pulling and him pushing, the boots still didn’t want to go on.?
When the second boot was on, she had worked up a sweat.
She almost whimpered when the little boy said, ‘Teacher,
they’re on the wrong feet.’? She looked and sure enough, they were.
It wasn’t any easier pulling the boots off than it was putting them on.
She managed to keep her cool as together they worked
to get the boots back on—this time on the right feet.?
He then announced, ‘These aren’t my boots.’?
She bit her tongue rather than get right in his face and scream,
‘Why didn’t you say so?’ like she wanted to.?
Once again she struggled to help him pull the ill-fitting boots off.?
He then said, ‘They’re my brother’s boots. My Mom made me wear them.’?
She didn’t know if she should laugh or cry. But She mustered up
the grace and courage she had left to wrestle the boots on his feet again.?
She said, ‘Now, where are your mittens?’?
He said, ‘I stuffed them in the toes of my boots…’ Sermon Central
In the fast-paced world we live in…