Brotherly Love

Let brotherly love continue. Don't neglect to show hospitality, for by doing this some have welcomed angels as guests without knowing it. Remember the prisoners, as though you were in prison with them, and the mistreated, as though you yourselves were suffering bodily. Hebrews 13:1-3

What does brotherly love look like? Is it a smile and a word of encouragement, or is it more. The scriptures indicate more.

What does remember the prisoners mean? Does it mean talk about them together, an occasional prayer or does it mean more? I remember when I lived in Sydney a man I knew was imprisoned for driving when he knew he had epilepsy. While driving he had a fit, crossed the road and killed three people. This episode brought him back to The Lord. Whilst he was awaiting trial he went to a connect group I belonged to. I got to know this man and knew of his plight. When he went to jail I wrote to him and encouraged him in his faith. His wife relayed that my thoughtfulness was appreciated.

This man has been the only one I have known that was in jail yet there are other sorts of prisons. People can be sick or injured, divorced, abused at work, marginalized by the community. They need to know they are loved now more than ever.

I live in a street where there are Indians and Pakistani and I have made a point if befriending them and making cookies for them. At church I look for the lost and reach out and welcome them.

My ex-husband and I were pastors who were divorced after a series of calamities. The ground opened up and we fell through and only one man reached out. Where were the crowds we had helped. This created such loneliness and a sense of failure in me, it took years to recover but in all that time I continued to reach out to others who were broken. 

Yesterday I was taken to hydrotherapy (I am still unable to drive after having a fractured pelvis) by a dwarf who I have befriended through Rotary. This dear lady is in constant pain and has a severely disabled son who is also in pain. The night before this lady was at a prayer meeting and the group were talking and praying for poor mister so and so and mrs so and so but neglected the need before their eyes. My friend went home hurt, needing to go to God for comfort. 

I have had to run to The Lord for He alone has been constantly there for me.

I know He loves me but am not so sure about others because words mean nothing, it is the actions of love that speak loudest.

There are ao many lost who need loving. We are the hands and feet of Christ, I need to see what He sees and hear what He hears and minister with the Spirit He has given me. This life is a blip on eternity and yet we live as if this is all there is. This is the training ground. I am excited about eternity, forever being beside one who is faithful WOW! Doing His bidding, Awesome!