There is no fear in
love; but perfect love casteth out fear: because fear hath torment. He that
feareth is not made perfect in love. We love him, because he first loved us. If
a man say, I love God, and hateth his brother, he is a liar: for he that loveth
not his brother whom he hath sent, how can he love God whom he hath not seen?
And this commandment have we from him, That he who loveth God love his brother
also.
Growing up, my family had some real doozies (this is an
old-timey term that means “not that good”) for vehicles. I couldn’t necessarily
call them clunkers, because they were in impeccable shape on the inside. The
age, and the style of vehicle left a bit to be desired, but the inside was like
a sterile surgical room. The reason for the strange disconnect between the
hokey looking outside and the immaculate inside, was the reasoning that my dad
used. According to him, it was good practice to take care of your junky car.
You see, the day would come when you would be able to get a “nice car,” and if
you had practiced taking care of the junky one, then it would be natural for
you to care for the nice one. Conversely, if you had treated the car like a
trash heap, then when you got the newer one you would probably struggle to
break the bad habit of trashing your car. It seemed like a pretty good rule of
thumb, so we always took time to clean out the car and vacuum it, and get it
back to its shining 1980’s beauty, knowing that somehow we were just practicing
for the day we owned a Lamborghini. I mean who throws their McDonald’s trash on
the floor of their Lambo? In essence, my dad was teaching us (my brothers and
I) that your habits now will most likely indicate your disposition later.
This is a similar argument
as the one John uses in 1 John 4:20. He says that no one can say “I love God,”
yet currently live in hatred for his own brother. Christians who realize that
Jesus loved them and died for them, and that Jesus loved their brother and died
for him too, cannot in good conscience hate the brother that Jesus died for.
Furthermore, for them to say that they love the God Who saved him, but not the
other people He was willing to die for is inconsistent. Their habits reveal
their heart. He finishes with the logic, “if you can’t love the ones God has sent
into your life to be with you whom you see every day, how do you think that you
truly love a God Whom you don’t see everyday?” He then gives a command.
Love your brother. Basically, love those around you (especially your Christian
brothers and sisters) with a habitual, self-sacrificing serving love. Then you can have confidence that you will
truly be loving God too.
Food For Thought: What does it mean that “love your brother”
is a command?
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