Crazy little thing called love

Crazy little thing called love

It’s been far to long since my last blog so sincere apologies to those who read it. Since then I have decided to commence a Dip in creative writing paper. That’s been heaps of fun, and very refreshing.

In the 70’s, showing my age now,  there was a song that hit the charts. One of the lines in the song is one of those lines that keeps hanging around. Every now and then it is as if someone pushes the playback button in your head .. “Crazy little thing called love”. The crazy thing is it’s the only line I remember after 30 or so years, the rest of the song left know impression whatsoever.  

On Sunday morning, I’m watching Charles Stanley; He’s talking about “This Crazy little thing called love”. First, it is not a little thing and secondly it is not crazy, although it has been known to make people do crazy things, extravagant things and some bizarre things too. Before we even utter the words, we had better know exactly what we mean or people get hurt.

What peeked my interest was, he was both talking about marriage and friendship in the same context. Although they are on different levels, the components to true love remain the same.  I’m thinking to myself so how many time's has someone said to me “Love You” or I to someone else. I have always used those two words carefully, thoughtfully and sparingly because if we are going to use them we better be sure we can fulfil the obligations in our relationships at whatever level. I mean do I have it wrong when I say in today’s culture it’s bandy about all to easily and insincerely or at best ignorantly.

So here’s four words to contemplate.

• Love Selflessly
• Love understandingly
• Love forgivingly
• Love Sacrificially

To the last Charles Stanley suggested this is often the most costly and requires we sometimes take the fall to protect another we love.

I had messed up badly. Careering through the trees, weaving in an out through the many bush walks, and unmarked tracks, we were racing my colleague and me. I was a Christian he was a pothead and we were grassed on. In the bosses office our list of sins were recounted, one of us was going to get fired, one of us had to take the fall.

Before I could speak in my defence, my friend spoke out and said it all, he took the fall. He fell on his sword and was fired while I got a warning. The Crazy thing is, before this, I never considered him as a friend. He would push his way in try to hang with me, I was indifferent after all he was a pothead I was a Christian.  This Crazy thing called love was no more clearly exhibited than now to me. As he walked out of the gate, and out of work a lump came up in my throat. It should have been me, because I was after all the ringleader. What a coward I said to myself. When I asked him why he said, "because I think your cool you've got responsibilites I haven't and I like you".   

I have never forgotten that sacrificial unbridled act of extravagant love. That guy knew more about love then I ever will.