Pour My Love on You

When I was in Jr. High, Philips, Craig, and Dean came out with their first worship cd and I quickly found my favorite song. Pour My Love on You. This song expressed clearly what my young heart couldn't find the words to say.

I don't know how, to say exactly how I feel,
I can't begin to tell You what Your love has meant.

I'm lost for words.

Is there a way to show the passion in my heart?

Can I express, how truly great I think You are?

My dearest friend.

Lord this is my desire,

to pour my love on You

Like oil upon Your feet

Like wine for You to drink

Like water from my heart

I pour my love on You

If praise is like perfume

I lavish mine on You 

'til every drop is gone,

I'll pour my love on You

Tonight I was turning off my computer and this song came on. I smiled and turned it up, not having heard it in some time. I listened to it and could still remember the honesty with which I would sing this song all those years ago. 

Then a question came to my mind. How do you pour your love on the Lord? Instantly a little face flashed into my mind. The face of a 3 year old orphan girl who is on the other side of the world right now going through chemotherapy treatment. She is our newest Dark Horse of the Week and I had just spent the evening preparing her page. 

As I thought of this little girl I was reminded of what it says in Matthew in as much as you have done it to one of the least of these my brethren you have done it unto Me.

If loving others is to love Christ, then this song should truly be expressing how I love those the Lord has put before me. 

I want to be the kind of woman the Lord can send someone my way and I will love them as Christ Himself. But as He is growing me in this area I have found it's not always that easy. 

One day I was doing a project in the driveway with the kids. As they played a boy we didn't know came up to see what was going on. I immediately felt protective, for not all of the children in our neighborhood are so kind to the kids. 

After a few minutes, I realized he didn't mean any harm and he began to play with the kids. Inwardly a part of me was a bit disappointed. I had planned this project for my siblings and now it was hard to enjoy because this stranger was here interrupting. I spent several minutes being polite but really hoping he would just leave, when the Lord poked at my heart. "I thought this was the person you wanted to be? Who welcomed in others?" 

Immediately I changed my attitude. The Lord was right! (of course) This was the woman I wanted to be and this was my chance to be it! 

I began to talk and play with the children and this young boy. By the time he did leave, I was sad for him. My siblings had inundated him with their usual million and one questions and from his carefully worded answers I got the impression his family and life weren't so great. Inside that 12 year old tough guy shell was a lonely little boy who needed someone to love him.

What about all the others the Lord sends our way? The socially awkward ones? The elderly person with no friends? The people who never seem to change? That pestering little kid from the neighborhood? 

Will I pour my love on Him?

Like oil upon His feet

Like wine for Him to drink

Like water from my heart

'til every drop is gone?

Will I pour my love on Him?

The Bible says we love Him because He first loved us. We can only love Him because He gave us His love to love with.
To love Him, is to love them, are we willing to give the love He has so freely given to us?

Am I willing to Pour My Love on You?