Text: Romans 12:1-8
Often when I sit down to write a sermon, I start by taking time to think about what is in the air, what kinds of things are occupying our minds, our hearts, and our lives. With Valentine’s Day this last week, it means that, among other things, love is in the air. It only seems right, then, to make this a sermon about love (which, aren’t they all), and to start with a love poem. This one by Elizabeth Barrett Browning is probably familiar to many of us:
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of being and ideal grace.
I love thee to the level of every day’s
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for right.
I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood’s faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose