Skilled tradesmen volunteer to train teens on how to frame a shed and pour concrete as part of the Build Up program through Kingdom Workers — acts of service for DAYS!
I am a horrible person for whom to buy presents. “Gifts” is not my primary love language; “Acts of Service” is. My husband could have saved so much money when we were dating by forgoing flowers and jewelry. I feel cherished when he schedules the plumber, vacuums out the car, or cuts up all the veggies for a salad.
I teared up a little last Mother’s Day – not because my kids gave me a gift, but because someone had put a fresh roll of toilet paper on the holder. To commemorate the moment, I snapped a picture. (I will not post the picture on social media lest I arouse the jealousy of moms everywhere.)
Have you ever wondered what God’s love language is? Maybe it’s “Words of Affirmation” because in the Bible He gives us page after page of reminders of His love for us. Or perhaps it’s “Quality Time” because as we linger in prayer, meditate on His Word, and worship wholeheartedly, our relationship with Him is strengthened. What about “Physical Touch”? Is that one reason He gave us the bread and wine – His body and blood – in the Lord’s Supper?
Let’s read what the Apostle Paul has to say: “But God demonstrates his own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us.” (Romans 5:8).
Before I was baptized, before I made a public proclamation of my faith at Confirmation, while I was still God’s enemy, Christ died for me. He gave His life for me. Is there a greater act of service than that?
Note: John, I adore the necklace you got me for my birthday last week! Please do not return it. Love, Liz
