Love In What We Know In Truth

1 John 3:18 (New King James Version)

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My little children, let us not love in word or in tongue, but in deed and in truth.

We are not to love in words or in that we speak but in deed and truth of what we know that which is in evidence of what we can see,touch,hold, feel for if we love in what is spoken we are not living and loving in truths and what has been taught to us by God but by what is of Satin for it is not love from each other but love of money or some other nature in what is spoken

1 John 3:18

My little children, let us not love in word, neither in


Which though it holds good of love to God, and to Jesus Christ, yet here is to be understood of love to the brethren, as the context shows; and so the Syriac version reads, “let us not love one another in word” that is, without the heart, or with a double heart; speaking one thing with the lip, and designing another thing in the heart; speaking peaceably with the mouth, and with the heart laying wait; or we should not love in this manner “only”; and so the Arabic version of De Dieu adds. It is very lawful, and right to express our love to one another, and to all men in words, to give good words, and use courteous language, and speak in a kind, tender, and affectionate manner, and especially to persons in distress; but this should not be all, it will be of no avail to say to such, be warmed and filled, and give them nothing but these good words, nothing to warm and fill them with; see ( James 2:15 James 2:16 ) ;

but in deed and in truth;

for true love is a laborious and operative grace, hence we read of the work and labour of love; it shows itself by the saints serving one another, in spirituals; as by bearing one another’s burdens, forbearing with, and forgiving one another, praying for each other, and building up one another on their most holy faith; exhorting each other to the duties of religion, and not suffering sins upon one another, but admonish in love, and restore with meekness; and in temporals, distributing to the necessities of the saints, ministering: to them of their worldly substance, and supplying their daily wants: and this is loving “in deed”, or “in work”; this is actual love, love in fact, and what is apparent and evident: and it is “in truth”, when it is in reality, and not in show only; and when it is cordially and heartily done, with cheerfulness, and without grudging.

Verse Thoughts

A godly character that reflects the likeness of Christ is one that loves others as Christ loved us. The love about which the Bible speaks is different from every other type of human love, and is uniquely imparted to the child of God, from the indwelling Spirit of truth and love.

The Lord Jesus laid down His life for His friends.. and for His enemies. He sacrificed His life for US, and we are instructed to do the same for others. We are directed to lay down our lives, in sacrificial love for our fellow men.

It is comparatively easy to love in word and tongue. It is reasonably simple to say I love you to other people, but the test of genuine love is expressed in deed and in truth.

It is not simply expressing affection through what we say, but through the giving up of ourselves for the service of others, no matter what the cost, in time, money, reputation – and even life itself.

It is a ‘dying to self’ and a ‘living for Christ’, which is manifest in works of righteousness for the benefit of others – and to the greater glory of God. It is dying to our own self-interest and letting the beauty and love of the Lord Jesus be seen in us – so that it flows out to others, in our actions and attitude.

To love in word is contrasted with loving in deed. It is translating one’s affectionate words into meaningful, practical deeds, through the sufficient grace of God. The former is to talk about caring, while the latter is to express unconditional love, in action.

To love in tongue is contrasted with loving in spirit and in truth. The former is an insincere and artificial affection, while the latter is a genuine godly love, that is manifest in a life that cares for the concerns of others before one’s own needs or wishes.

Make no mistake – to love in deed and in truth is not something that we can do for ourselves, however hard we try! We cannot love in deed and in truth through a training programme, mental exertion or fleshly effort. To love in deed and in truth is a supernatural love, that comes directly from God Himself, and can only be manifested in the life of a born-again believer – who is walking in spirit and truth.

Loving in spirit, in word, in deed and in truth is evidenced in the life of one who has died to the self-life, abides in Christ and is able to say with the apostle Paul – it is not I that live my life, but Christ, Whose life is in me and living through me.


Battle Scars Left Unbroken

In her faith she stands strong

Tears coming to the surface

As she knows emotionally she has traveled long

A burden in the night as fear overwhelms her sight

She fights the whispers of her mind telling her he’s not alright

Love overflowing for all who he is

Holding onto faith that shines bright

Bringing tears down her face

Knowing it’s the only answer in prayer she seeing the discomfort in his eyes as he withers and hides from the chemo that is barring down his neck

That is making him weak, unhappy and horrible in life

She knows his strength and will

His determination and hopes

But this is outweighing all a burden on his survival she just prays he’s always alright

Her dreams shattered throughout life as her biggest dream HIM looking in his eyes her peaceful place her faith bubbling over in safety he is all she needs and she can’t have vim without her faith in Christ

It is truly where she stands

Kneeling hand in hand in fervent prayer asking to remove all her fear replacing it in her biggest deepest desire HIM asking God to take all that belongs to this cancer disease away

Her eyes swollen shut as her tears fill her pillow at night

Only he has the way and can change the outcome for her love’s journey cancer free she pleads and pleads in fervent prayers

In hopes that he will hear and answer her

Shadows Lurking

Shadows lurking high and low roaming round and round they wander and go
Quick with a joke he lights up in smoke
She winds him down and makes him calm
Melody seeming alright
Smiles traveling across her face far and wide as she hides her eyes from emotions building high as he is all she has and needs and craves her tears welled as her emotions build within shadows lurking where no one knows fallen in darkness inside where valleys flee the shadows lurking is just me

The Depths Of True Love

In the shallow of design they wait with the undefined to see the beauty of his next creation his loving woman always his inspiration seeing the unanswered questions burning within her eyes a heart of desires and design a heart of will and pains deception all in one his will to protect her and fight her battles together
Showing her that true love truly can last forever and is forever in the eye of the beholder who holds it deeply

In Silence He Remains At Our Side

In the silence he is there

Like a silent breeze of whispering air

He is the breath we breathe

He is the memories we hold

He is the voice we hear speaking within our soul

Silent but sound he comes in the day and chases the night

He brightens any dark

He brightens even the light

He is the spirit which comes in all form when we most need him right there

He keeps us up when we look down

He makes a smile cross our face when we have no hope

He is love

He loves us as we are

He is amazing grace

His name is amazing all the same

In silence he remains at our side

You Mold The Clay That Forms Me

In your hands you mold the clay

You do the woodwork

You shape the masterpiece

In your hands I give myself worth

My life

My knowledge of who you are inside and out

You know me

Psalm 139

For the director of music. Of David. A psalm.

You have searched me, Lord,

    and you know me.

You know when I sit and when I rise;

    you perceive my thoughts from afar.

You discern my going out and my lying down;

    you are familiar with all my ways.

Before a word is on my tongue

    you, Lord, know it completely.

You hem me in behind and before,

    and you lay your hand upon me.

Such knowledge is too wonderful for me,

    too lofty for me to attain.

Where can I go from your Spirit?

    Where can I flee from your presence?

If I go up to the heavens, you are there;

    if I make my bed in the depths, you are there.

If I rise on the wings of the dawn,

    if I settle on the far side of the sea,


even there your hand will guide me,

    your right hand will hold me fast.


If I say, “Surely the darkness will hide me

    and the light become night around me,”


even the darkness will not be dark to you;

    the night will shine like the day,

    for darkness is as light to you.


For you created my inmost being;

    you knit me together in my mother’s womb.


I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;

    your works are wonderful,

    I know that full well.


My frame was not hidden from you

    when I was made in the secret place,

    when I was woven together in the depths of the earth.


Your eyes saw my unformed body;

    all the days ordained for me were written in your book

    before one of them came to be.


How precious to me are your thoughts,God!

    How vast is the sum of them!


Were I to count them,

    they would outnumber the grains of sand—

    when I awake, I am still with you.

You have always seen what life is in me forming me before the very seed of life

Like a baby I was born

Like a seed I started as a tiny bean becoming into a full women in your eyes

Shadows lurking on every side trying to shun me down

My image you formed created by you

A story I told as I made my choice in each journey I step foot upon my path

Trying to hide in every effort of self acceptance I tried

You always bringing me back

For from you there is nothing I can hide


Not even my self image I see in me

For you created my inmost being;

    you knit me together in my mother’s womb.

You know my story as I am still being created in fullness

In your hands you mold the clay

You do the woodwork

You shape the masterpiece

In your hands I give myself worth

My life

My knowledge of who you are inside and out

You know me

You mold the clay that forms me