Love that is crazy

I began the year – my fiftieth -on a quest to find deeper meaning to my being here on the planet. I knew it had to be more to it than just the annual stuff of every day life – the turning of calendar pages and filing of taxes and coloring and re-coloring the gray strands in my hair and watching the odometer in my car silently tick off the miles.

Launching Jubilee for Joburg was part of the launch of this new quest, as was reading what others who’ve also come to a similar crossroads have done when they came to this juncture and found they needed to DO something. Something different.

And so I picked up Francis Chan’s Crazy Love. Just finished it today. Wow. I will probably turn right around and read it again. That’s how it is when you learn a new dance, right? You don’t quite get it the first time. But you want to get it so that you can dance with the other dancers. So back to the beginning you go because this is a dance you really, really want to be able to do with confidence, without even having to look at your feet. . .

I really do want to know how relentless God’s love is – crazy, even – because it is how I am asked to love in return. That’s the arrangement; to love others the way God loves me.  It seems to me if you boil down our reason for being here to simply learning to love God and learning to love other people, then you quickly realize you’d better figure out what that kind of love looks like. And when you start looking at it that close, you see that it defies the ordinary. It is on the crazy side. It is is the opposite of what we would describe as reasonable.
We tend to think love is something we feel or don’t feel, when it is actually something we do. Or don’t do.

If love doesn’t move us to DO something, and there is so much that needs doing, then we have to wonder if maybe we have settled for something less than love. My favorite quote in the book speaks to this: “Our greatest fear should not be of failure but of succeeding at things in life that don’t really matter.”

Look up the etymology of the word “crazy” and you’ll see that it’s been around since the 16th century. It means something that is full of cracks and flaws.  Interesting, that. So very interesting. Pour water into a jar with no cracks and it will stay inside and become a breeding ground for bacteria and mosquito larva. Pour water into a jar with cracks and it will spill out and shower those around it. And then you can fill it up and do it again.

Crazy indeed. . .

Author: Susan

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  1. Lisa McKay on March 5, 2011 at 2:05 am

    I've just finished reading “Take This Bread” by Sara Miles – which was not a comfortable read, but certainly a challenging one along those same lines – what do your deepest beliefs ask of you in terms of action, and how are you pushing forward into the crazy love territory. Thanks for sharing some of your journey on pondering and doing. Hope you have a great week.

  2. Clair on March 5, 2011 at 5:13 pm

    I read Crazy Love and it was worth reading and thinking about.

  3. Jeanne Damoff on March 5, 2011 at 5:29 pm

    So good. Let's get crazy.

  4. Susan Meissner on March 5, 2011 at 11:16 pm

    Thanks for your comments, gals. So much to ponder. . .

  5. Anonymous on March 6, 2011 at 4:52 am

    Susan! Even your discussion of the book is profound. Thanks. It makes me want to read it more than anything else I've read about it.

    The quote is powerful. You're probably too young to have listened to the smokey-sounding song “Is That All There Is?” but prompts similar thoughts.

    And I absolutely love your example of the crazy jar. Thanks, Sooz, for sharing with us.

    Mary Kay

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