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Read
1 Corinthians 13:8–13
Reflect
Here are two people standing on different hills in the picture: far enough apart to feel the distance, yet close enough to share the sunrise. Two different vantage points. Two convictions shaped by life, story, and personality. Yet, the same destination calls them forward.
That's the church.
That's your family.
That's us.
We may stand on different hills, shaped by different perspectives, temperaments, and spiritual gifts — but the same Jesus is rising over all of it.
Paul says to us, the gifts are temporary scaffolding: tongues, knowledge, prophecy — they help us build, but they’re not the building. They’ll fall away when Jesus returns from glory. But love? Love is the light itself. Love is the thing we’ll breathe in eternity. Love is the sunrise that never sets.
One day, faith will become our sight and will be needed no more!
One day, hope turns into fulfillment!
But love remains — the atmosphere of the age to come.
So, stand on your hill. Allow others to stand on theirs.
Just make sure to encourage that Jesus is the only way!

Remember
This Thanksgiving week, ask Jesus to show you where distance has settled into your home-where bitterness has rolled into a relationship and stayed. Pray that He would clear the valley and let the sunrise of love warm the cold places.
You're not trying to "win"; you're trying to love.
You're not defending your hill; you're looking for His perspective.


Reflection Questions

  1. Jesus, what do You want me to know?
  2. Where in my home or family have I allowed disunity, or discord, to grow quietly?
  3. What would it look like to put love first in that space?
  4. Am I using my spiritual gifts to build others up - or to stand taller than them?
  5. How does the knowledge that love is a gift and also a fruit affect my daily walk?

 

Reach Toward Heaven
Lord Jesus,
You are the first Word, the last Word. Teach me to love like You-not for applause, not for credit-but because love is who You are.
When tension rises, let love speak first.
Let Your love heal when old wounds ache.
Where silence has grown thick, let love speak.
And when I am blind, raise my eyes - though dimly - toward the sunrise of Your eternal love.
Amen.

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