Something beautiful happened this week. I was loved and respected in a precious way. It was humbling and made me think. 

When is the last time I sacrificed by putting someone first? I think about being other-centered. I talk about it. I write about it. Do I do it? Do I do it only when it’s easy? Am I willing to do it when it’s hard? Do I?

Asking children, “How do you know when your parents love you?” has always provided food for thought. Answers have inspired and challenged me. This week I’ve been thinking about a precious answer to the question, “How do you know when your friends love you?”

My answer this week is, “When they do something for you that’s out of their comfort zone.”

1 Corinthians 13:4-8 provides a brilliant description of love. Verse 5 includes “It does not insist on its own way.” That’s compelling!

Do I go out of my way to love someone? Do I not insist on doing things my way? 

  • If someone invites me to breakfast, will I go even though I don’t enjoy getting up early?
  • If someone invites me to an event that will require me to dress up, will I go even though I don’t enjoy dressing up?
  • Would I go somewhere with a lot of people even though I’m an introvert? 
  • Would I attend a picnic birthday party even though I don’t like the heat? 
  • Will I respond with a quick “yes” to someone with an emergency even if I haven’t completed my to-do list? 

These questions grip me. 

A friend made a major sacrifice for me this week, doing something she initially said she would not do. She made it happen because of a challenging conversation she was willing to have with someone. She had the conversation and ultimately did what I had hoped she would do even though in the past she wouldn’t have. After she said “no” which I accepted and told her I understood (and I did) she changed her mind and decided she wanted to do what I had asked. Even that made a statement because both of us are women who take our word seriously. I want to be more like my friend and love sacrificially. I want to say “yes” even when it’s inconvenient. Remember, “Love does not insist on its own way.” Would you like to join me?

Dr. Kathy