Tough Love

1 Corinthians 13:1-8

 

Let’s face it…some people are easy to love

  -either they are beautiful

  -or they are like you

  -or they are nice to you

 

We’ve been doing this loving thing for so long that we have it down to

  a science—so much so that we can see someone for only a few

  seconds and in that amount of time be able to make a judgment

  about whether or not we could love that person

    -isn’t that uncanny?

       --I’ve known Carla for 24 years and I still don’t know what to get

           her for her birthday next week

       --but I can see a photo of someone I’ve never met and instantly

           determine if I deem him or her as “lovable” or “not lovable”

 

Allow me to prove my point à  [slide show]

 

Raise your hand if you saw someone and thought:  “easy to love”

 

Raise your hand if you saw someone and thought:  “tough to love”

 

Raise your hand if you saw someone and thought:  “I’m sorry, but at

  this point it would simply be impossible for me to love.”

 

It’s true—someone people are easier to love than others

  -their personality, their demeanor, their attitude make them lovable

 

But the “others”?

  -well, let’s just say their personality, their demeanor, their attitude

     make loving them a challenge

 

Speaking of challenges, that’s about all the Bible gives us when it

  comes to love

    -I used to think that preaching a sermon on love was not only a

       piece of cake, but that it was soft...like I was letting the church off

       awfully easy

         --I’ve come to realize, however, that love never lets us off easy

We’ve already heard Jesus command us to love our enemies

  -and we’ve heard Him give us examples of what that’s supposed to

     look like

       --but we usually reduce that to pity, maybe...or weaken it to

           something conditional or safe, perhaps

 

But love won’t allow us to do that

  -almost every wedding I’ve officiated or attended, I’ve read or heard

     1 Corinthians 13, “the love chapter”

       --and in that context, it all seems relatively tame

  -couples are thinking about the honeymoon, so when I say, “love is

     kind”...they’re thinking about him opening the car door for her...or

     her fixing him a bowl of ice cream

       --and love does include all of that, but it’s just the bare minimum

  -ok, so our newly married couple will soon find out that kindness

     includes him cleaning the bathroom (including scrubbing the tub

     and the toilet)...and her giving up a shopping trip to the city with

     her friends so she can take care of him when he has the flu

       --that’s better, of course, but it’s still only the beginning

 

I want you to think again about the faces you saw...the Tunisian

  woman, the Pakistani man, the Nigerian boy, the homeless man

    -keep them in mind as I describe what love looks like

 

love is patient with those who do not share my political viewpoints

 

love is kind to those who’ve done nothing to deserve my kindness

 

love does not envy when a rather nasty coworker gets a promotion

  and a substantial financial compensation increase...even when he

  took credit for your ideas and blatantly lied about the contribution he

  made to the last big project

 

love does not boast and is not proud when someone pats you on the

  back for a job well done

 

love is not rude when you pass her at the intersection and even

  though everything inside you wants to scream, “Get a job!”...you

  stop, talk with her as a genuine person, give her some money for

  breakfast...and you pray for her during the remainder of your drive to

  work...and you return the next day with a winter coat you’d been

  hanging onto “just in case”

love is not self-seeking...not ever...but especially in church...there is

  simply no place for it here

 

love is not easily angered...even when your feelings are hurt...even

  when you feel threatened...even when you are overlooked

 

love keeps no record of wrongs because once you start keeping

  score, everyone loses

 

love does not delight in evil...when your rival’s business burns to the

  ground, you give her a spare computer so she can start rebuilding

 

love rejoices with the truth despite the fact that the truth may prove

  to be inconvenient or worse yet, harmful

 

love always protects the dignity, reputation, and life of others

  regardless of the personal costs

 

love always trusts by expecting the best from others even if they may

  have wronged you in the past

 

love always hopes, believing that through the grace of God, love can

  make a real difference

 

love always perseveres despite the reality that incredible forces will

  attempt to weaken, to cheapen, to compromise, and to destroy it

 

love never fails regardless of the situation, regardless of your

  feelings, regardless of whether or not “results” are ever visible

    -even when it’s rejected, love never fails

    -even when it’s ignored, love never fails

    -even when it’s ridiculed, love never fails

    -even when it’s unspeakably risky, love never fails

 

 

Can you guess what I’m going to say next?

  -it is that kind of love you and I are to love each other

     --not touchy-feely, mushy-wushy, make-us-feel-all-silly-kinda-love

     --but a love that reaches far beyond our emotions, beyond our

         hormones, beyond romance

  -you and I are commanded to love each other with a love that is

     patient...kind...not envious...not boastful...not proud...not rude...not

     self-seeking...not easily angered...doesn’t keep a record of wrongs

     suffered...doesn’t delight in evil...rejoices with the truth...always

     protects...trusts...hopes...perseveres...and never, ever fails

       --because, you see, that’s really the only kind of love there is

 

Now guess what

  -you and I are commanded to love the unlovables with that same,

     exact kind of love

       --return to the photos you saw—who comes to mind first?

           ---with what excuses do you counter your uneasy guilt?

 

I don’t know the person

  -you must take the first step

     --someone who has been rejected all her life is not going to show

         up on your doorstep

     --you will need to make the effort

  -“oh,” but you say, “how am I supposed to get to know that woman

     from Tunisia?  I don’t even know where Tunisia is!”

       --I’ll grant you that...but there are plenty of available resources

           that will enable you to learn...and to pray...and perhaps your

           interest will lead your Sunday School class to adopt Tunisia as

           a special missions emphasis...and only God knows, but you

           may end up leading a mission trip to Tunisia

             ---but it will never happen unless you first love

 

I don’t know their needs

  -you must discover them

     --in Matthew 25, Jesus tells parable of the last judgment...and the

         difference between the righteous and the unrighteous is the fact

         that righteous saw a need—someone needed food, someone

         else needed clothing, someone across town needed a friend,

         someone desperately needed to come to church and not sit

         alone (ok, Jesus didn’t mention that last one)

           ---the point is that the righteous loved enough to be involved

                enough to know the need and then meet it

     --and Jesus says at the end that when we care for those who can’t

         care for themselves, it’s like we are ministering to Jesus Himself

 

I can’t love someone who’s not like me...they look different, talk

  differently, dress differently, and smell differently

    -they make me uncomfortable

       --shouldn’t one of their own kind be doing this?

 

I’m afraid...I don’t know where that kind of love might lead

  -to the mission field also known as your school...your job

  -to a group of people who seriously scare me—Latinos, gang

     members, high school students—or worse—middle school

     students(!)

  -to the mission field that knows no boundaries

 

Last fall, Trinity Magazine ran a story about a Bible college professor, named Yohanna Katanacho, who also pastors a small church in Jerusalem.  As a Palestinian living in Israel, and a Christian on top of that, he faces a wide variety of persecution.  One of the more dangerous forms of harassment comes from the Israeli soldiers who patrol the city, looking for potential terrorists.  These soldiers routinely impose spontaneous curfews on Palestinians, and even have the legal right to shoot at a Palestinian if he or she does not respond quickly enough to their summons.

 

Christ's command in the Sermon on the Mount to "love your enemies" seemed impossible to Yohanna.  And yet there it was—unambiguous and unchanging.  "For me, love was an active and counter-cultural decision, because I was living in a culture that promoted hatred of the other," Yohanna says.  "And not only did the context promote hate, but the circumstances fed it on a daily basis—the newspapers, television, media, neighbors, everything.  One of the markers of the Israeli Jews and the Palestinian Arabs is alienating the other. To break that marker, I must have some other worldview."

 

At first, Yohanna tried and failed in his attempts to feel love.  Instead, the Israeli soldiers' random, daily checks for Palestinian identification cards—sometimes stopping them for hours—fed Yohanna's fear and anger.  As he confessed his inability to God, Yohanna realized something significant.  The radical love of Christ is not an emotion, but a decision.  He decided to show love, however reluctantly, by sharing the gospel message with the soldiers on the street.  With new resolution, Yohanna began to carry copies of a flyer with him, written in Hebrew and English, with a quotation from Isaiah 53 and the words "Real Love" printed across the top.  Every time a soldier stopped him, he handed him both his ID card and the flyer.  Because the quote came from the Hebrew Scriptures, the soldier usually asked him about it before letting him go.

 

After several months of this, Yohanna suddenly noticed his feelings toward the soldiers had changed. "I was surprised, you know?" he says.  "It was a process, but I didn't pay attention to that process.  My older feelings were not there anymore. I would pass in the same street, see the same soldiers as before, but now find myself praying, 'Lord, let them stop me, so that I can share with them the love of Christ.'"

 

Frankly, I don’t think they are worth it

  -Read John 3:16

  -Read 1 John 3:16-18; 4:8-11, 19-21

  -Read Romans 5:8

 

Aren’t you eternally grateful that God does not feel the same way

  about you?