Love ,I believe descends..Parents love their children more than chidren can love their parents,so that children can only enter into the fulness of the parents' love by becoming parents themselves. Bishop King Welcome to a new world of some sorrow ... but loads more joy.
I have yet to live the reality of that quote, but I sense that it is true. If there is any measure of love, it is sacrifice and it is always a constitutent element of love at some level. Not that sacrifice = love, but love always = sacrifice.From what I have seen of parenthood as an outsider, parents sacrifice for their children without reservation and this in turn teaches them to love more. (Some don't of course, but that is the nature of fallen man.)But when they do, they participate in the sacrifice of Christ, because through the love of God, the Word became flesh and now through the sacramental love of husband and wife, our love is made flesh as well. Not that sacrifice is any easier - the pain of sacrifice remains, but it counts as nothing in love and makes parents generally better lovers than those that have not learnt to sacrifice - learnt to love. I know this because I have seen it firsthand in the lives of my own parents. I would argue that the 'ache' or loneliness of the consecrated celibate life presents a similar opportunity for knowledge and capacity of sacrifice and therefore love. Thanks for posting!
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Love ,I believe descends..Parents love their children more than chidren can love their parents,so that children can only enter into the fulness of the parents' love by becoming parents themselves.
Bishop King
Welcome to a new world of some sorrow ... but loads more joy.
I have yet to live the reality of that quote, but I sense that it is true. If there is any measure of love, it is sacrifice and it is always a constitutent element of love at some level. Not that sacrifice = love, but love always = sacrifice.From what I have seen of parenthood as an outsider, parents sacrifice for their children without reservation and this in turn teaches them to love more. (Some don't of course, but that is the nature of fallen man.)But when they do, they participate in the sacrifice of Christ, because through the love of God, the Word became flesh and now through the sacramental love of husband and wife, our love is made flesh as well. Not that sacrifice is any easier - the pain of sacrifice remains, but it counts as nothing in love and makes parents generally better lovers than those that have not learnt to sacrifice - learnt to love. I know this because I have seen it firsthand in the lives of my own parents. I would argue that the 'ache' or loneliness of the consecrated celibate life presents a similar opportunity for knowledge and capacity of sacrifice and therefore love. Thanks for posting!
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