Don’t forget the basics – L’Observateur
Every summer I am visited by a scene from the past when my daughter Victoria was 5 years old.
After teaching her to swim the year before, her grandfather sat on a lounge chair to watch Victoria swim. She jumped into the pool, but never resurfaced. Her 7-year-old cousin Tiffani grabbed her arm and pulled her towards the ladder as her grandfather dived and performed, in his own words, a heroic rescue. (Just ask him. He will describe it in detail.)
Once on the safety of the concrete bridge, he asked Victoria, âDid you forget how to swim? “
“I just forgot part of it.”
âYes,â her older sister Monique said. âYou have thought about bringing your beach bag, your towel, your glasses and your sunscreen. You just forgot the main part; you forgot how to actually swim!
Sometimes I forget the essentials. I remember going to church, praying, reading the Bible, worshipingâ¦ to do the things expected of a Christian. But what about the most important part?
When asked to name the greatest commandment, he replied, âLove the Lord your God with all your heart, with all your soul, and with all your mind. This is the first and the greatest commandment. And the second is like this: love your neighbor as yourself. Matthew 22:37, 38
I am using 1 Corinthians 13 as a checklist. Love is patient, kind, does not envy and does not boast; he is not proud, rude, selfish, or easily angry. There is more. Love does not keep any trace of wrongs, does not rejoice in wrong, but rejoices in truth. Love always protects, trusts, hopes, perseveres and never fails.
Victoria’s Paw didn’t hesitate to step in and save her when she was drowning. When I forget the greatest commandment, I pray that God will step in, take me aside, and remind me how to love.
Ronny Michel can be reached at [email protected].