Love Comes First

All that the voice said was, “Follow me” — no forewarning, no explanation, no attempt to persuade. Come on. This way. I will show you. These are words that do not even need a voice to make them heard. The eyes can speak them or a pair of hands. Even silence will do. But we always answer with our feet. We get up and start following. Or we do not . . .

Who is this who asks us to follow? We want to know who he is before we follow him, and that is understandable enough except that the truth of the matter is that it is only first by following him that we can begin to find out who he is. You do not come first to understand a person fully and then to love him, but love comes first, and then it is out of the love that understanding is born . . .

Faith is the word that describes the direction our feet start moving when we find that we are loved. Faith is stepping out into the unknown with nothing to guide us but a hand just beyond our grasp.

by Frederick Buechner, The Magnificent Defeat

About Bonita Jewel

Bonita Jewel is an author and blogger who writes on a variety of themes, including: Literature & poetry Writing Parenting Purpose After living in India from the age of 16 to 28, she returned to California with her husband and three children. She is pursuing a Degree at Fresno State University. Bonita teaches community education at Clovis Adult. Her courses include Blogging Basics, Power Editing, Creative Writing, and Working from Home. She also freelances as an editor, ghostwriter, and writing coach. Her greatest passions are her family, her faith, writing, and reading. Bonita Jewel has been reading since she was 2 ½. Thirty years later, she still loves the magic and mystery of the written word. She is slowly breathing life into roughly 50 novels and nearly as many nonfiction works, depending on which plot or character seizes her interest at any given time. Please connect with Bonita at:
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One Response to Love Comes First

  1. godsyellowlimo says:

    Beautiful sentiments. Wonder though, why my love for God and His Son, came last. During a eternity through, a moment of time, with tears of regret, and a awful sense, of my eternal separation from my creator. Compelled to follow the Lord from out of the wreckage, that was my life. A unwilling participant, forced to see the past, of quite whispers and the shaking of heads from those who, endured a boy, empty of life. Love? That wasn’t what brought me to my knees, in front of the Lord that night. “I love, because He first loved me”. I love my Lord.


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