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Generous Goes the Love

Generosity is another way to talk about love. Love doesn’t insist that the punishment meet the crime. Rather, love is always on the lookout for a left-handed way to slide someone an extra helping of mercy. Generous love plays a late game of chess with the boy who’s had a whale of a day, the same boy who’s lost his mind more than once this weekend, the same boy who made his mom and dad pull the tag-team card. Hey, Miska, you crawl into bed with the book, I’ll take the next round.

Generosity doesn’t hold back, waiting until one’s whims (or demands) are sated. Love looks for what particular grace another needs; and then, as best one’s able, love gives that costly grace away. I love Francis Maitland Balfour’s words: “The best thing to give to your enemy is forgiveness; to an opponent, tolerance; to a friend, your heart; to your child, a good example; to a father, deference; to your mother, conduct that will make her proud of you; to yourself, respect; to all people, charity.”

Find out what you can give, and go give it. And if you’re having trouble deciding, just give away love until you figure it out.

 

4 thoughts on “Generous Goes the Love

  1. Wow, Winn! You do have a way with words! ….ok, and I just noticed that you have written 3 books. I love the reference to looking for a "left-handed way". In my mind, I initially think of something from the left as a negative, like something that you weren't suspecting or prepared for…again, in a negative way. This turns it around–still a surprise and something one may not expect, but a pleasant surprise instead. I'm not as eloquent as you, but hopefully, you understand what I'm saying! Thank you for sharing! –marsha landry

  2. Kind words, Marsha. Thank you. I think grace most often comes as surprise. Even those of us who use the word most freely often concoct it to be quite orderly, predictable. We're certain we know who gets it and who doesn't … and when … and how. But grace will pinch us when we're least expecting.

  3. Always love your way with words, Winn. Are you sure you weren't in our home this weekend? Except ours ended in a one-on-one soccer match in the dark of our cold Germany afternoon.

  4. I definitely was not in Germany this weekend, kind of wish I were though. Thank you, Shannon.

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