Blow Your Mind

My love language is time.  People whose love language is not time do not understand that.  Just as my son, whose love language is gifts, speaks a foreign tongue to me.  I give him gifts because I love him and force myself to, not because they mean anything to me other than that’s how he feels loved.  My daughter’s love language is touch.  She hugs and kisses me all day long.  Again, not my forte, so I have to make myself physically available to her for hugging.  My husband is good at giving me time, though his love language is acts of service.  So, I purposefully serve my husband because I love him and he purposefully makes time for me.  It works!  Why does any of this matter?  Why would it be important to another human soul? 

Here’s the kick- if you’re not speaking the correct love language to a person you are trying to reach for Christ or minister to or love, you might as well be speaking a lost Japanese dialect with a French accent.  To love someone, you have to study them and learn how they feel loved.  Without speaking their speak, your time’s wasted and theirs is as well.  They will not feel what you’re trying to convey. 

The beauty of God is that he knows everyone intimately and purposefully.  So, He can guide you in your quest.  But the truly beautiful thing is that He speaks proficiently in every love language.  He is a master of every tongue, because He loves the soul, the heart of the individual.  You are truly loved by God.  If no one on this planet that you have regular access to knows how to love you right… God does.  Give Him a chance to show you.  It will blow your mind.

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