The moment I typed this title, I wanted to cry out yes it is! We so desperately want love to be enough to fix everything and everybody. If we would just love enough broken hearts would be mended. Horrible baggage people have carried all of their lives would be dropped into oblivion, wounds would be healed and scars would disappear. Then, everything would be okay. There would no longer be poverty, abuse of one another, crime or war. Dysfunctional behavior would disappear completely if we could just love one another enough. We want to believe this is true but is it?
This past week my husband and I got together with some friends we had not seen in about four years. They moved away, lives get busy, stuff happens. We reconnected this week and shared the problems we have faced as well as the victories we've won. Although we've all faced some bitter battles, God has been faithful and is walking beside us.
That's when we learned some heartbreaking news. Many years ago, my friend had learned she could never have children. As you can imagine, this was heartbreaking for them. They reached out and poured all of their love out on their friends' children but that did not take the place of having their own children. They became foster parents. About 10 years ago, they had the opportunity to adopted one of their foster children. In his short life of six years, he'd suffered greatly and had been in a number of homes. My friends decided to adopted this little boy and they poured their love upon him. Later, they were able to adopted a couple of infant girls.
Although some problems would crop up, for awhile it seemed like he was doing pretty well. They worked hard to make sure he had the resources he needed to be successful. They taught him about God's love. They rejoiced in his success and encouraged him to get up again when he fell. Most of all, they loved him with all of their hearts and tried to let him know it. His life was very different from the one he had the first six years of his life.
It wasn't enough. Without going into detail all I can say is they had no choice but to send him away this year. They had become prisoners in their own home. Things occurred which endangered the safety and well-being of their girls. My friend herself was put in danger as well. It broke their hearts but in order to protect their girls he had to be sent away permanently and parental rights were terminated.
They had done everything they possibly could. They had tried to love him with their whole hearts but it was not enough. He was unable to receive it.
We are all praying this is not the end of the story. We are trusting that God's love will break through and he will truly be able to receive it one day.
In the meantime I have to ask myself this question. Am I allowing myself to fully receive God's love or am I guilty of sometimes shoving it back into his face and lashing out against him. Do I accept that God loves me in spite of myself or do I take from him and then push him aside so he can't hurt me like others have in the past.
We all have baggage from past experiences. We've probably all been betrayed by someone whom we thought cared at some point in our lives. Receiving love is risky business. In order to receive it we have to open ourselves up to being vulnerable. Argh! It always comes back to that doesn't it!
There is no greater love than this! Yet, we have to take it a step further. We have to allow ourselves to receive it. We have to drop all of our baggage and remind ourselves that God is not everyone else. He is God and his love is unconditional. Dare to trust God's love!