{"id":4392,"date":"2009-09-28T05:00:00","date_gmt":"2017-02-22T15:21:57","guid":{"rendered":""},"modified":"-0001-11-30T00:00:00","modified_gmt":"-0001-11-30T06:00:00","slug":"a-new-kind-of-love","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thelink.harding.edu\/the-bison\/2009\/09\/28\/a-new-kind-of-love\/","title":{"rendered":"A new kind of love"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Written by Michael Newsome<\/p>\n<p>There was a point in my life when my parents thought I was antisocial. Looking back at it, I do not think I was antisocial as much as I was anti- the ones I did not want to love. I always appeared to be friendly. I went to parties and hung out with people. But amid all of that, I forgot about the ones whom I did not consider my friends. I left out the ones who may not have had friends to hang out with or who were not invited to parties. It was not until I read the verse that says &#8220;love your neighbor as yourself&#8221; in Mark 12:31 that I was convicted of my lack of love.<\/p>\n<p>At that same point in my life, I was depressed. I never let anyone know, but deep down inside, I hated myself with a passion. I felt like everything I did was wrong. All my words seemed confusing to others, and even when I smiled and put on the act of &#8220;Oh, I am just fine,&#8221; I was mentally boxing inside, trying as hard as I could to achieve a knock out.<\/p>\n<p>Those were the hardest times of my life. I felt like I needed to be locked up in an asylum. Every time life felt like it was closing in on me, though, there was always a glimmer of hope. There was a girl I liked, and whenever I talked to her, I would feel loved. I always knew that my parents loved me, and others told me that I was loved, but I seemed never to feel it like I should have. I knew I was supposed to love others with the same kind of love that I showed myself, but I do not think I actually knew what that meant.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Love your neighbor as yourself&#8221; in Mark 12:31. Wait a second, if I hated who God had made me, then how could I love others? I kept beating myself up over every little thing. Would I do that same thing to others? Of course not. That is what the verse is saying, though. If I do not respect myself as God created me, then there is no way I can love others like I am supposed to.<\/p>\n<p>We are not supposed to be prideful or self-centered, but we are supposed to let God mold us into his image. We are supposed to fear God and shun evil according to Proverbs 3:7. We need to let our light shine on its stand, and not hide it Matthew 5:16 says.<\/p>\n<p>If we feel like everyone is against us, there is a problem deep within our hearts. We cannot control the results of what we do, but we can control the circumstances. We can be devoted to God&#8217;s word as it says in Acts 2:42. We can obey God and love him like in Deuteronomy 11:1. We can love others as it says in Matthew 5:44. We can let God guide us as in Proverbs 3:6. God promises great things to those who love him and follow his will in 1 John 2:17.<\/p>\n<p>When I look back on this new kind of love I am supposed to have for others, I want to change who I am and let God take control of my life. I want to be able to flee immorality and pursue God&#8217;s righteousness like in 1 Thessalonians 4:3. It is the only way I am able to have true love for others like the same kind of love Christ had for us when he laid down his life.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Written by Michael Newsome There was a point in my life when my parents thought I was antisocial. 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