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LESSON 12 GOD’S KIND OF LOVE - Part 1
natural grain to seek the welfare and benet of other people above ourselves. It takes God. Don’t
think I’m saying this can be manifested without God. e Bible says the fruit of the Spirit is love,
and God is love. He is the source of love and the one who will show us how to love through His
commandments. He’s the one who will give us strength, even in light of our esh, to make the
right choices and decisions and act on the right principles.
One day I wanted to go and pray as I usually did aer work. I was in a park, and I said, “God,
I really want to minister to somebody.” It was a fairly warm day, and I saw a little boy and a little girl
sitting on the swings. ere was a swing open, so I went over and got in the swing. I turned to the
little girl and said, “It’s a nice day, isn’t it?” She said “Me no speak English,” and I asked, “Where are
you from?” She said she was from Romania. I knew there were Romanians in that area, and I saw
these people looking at me, probably wondering why I was talking to their children. I went over
and said, “I want to help you.” ey said, “You would want to help us? Why would you want to help
us? You don’t even know us!” I said, “Because God wants to help you.” I had been meditating on
the principles of love in 1 John 3:18 where it says, “Let us not love in word, neither in tongue; but in
deed and in truth.” We’re not to love with the words of our mouths only, but also with our actions.
Although I usually don’t carry money around with me, that day I had a little in my pocket. I reached
out, said “is is for you,” and gave them the money. Since I’d been fasting that day, I had a little
bit of food with me, so I said, “And here’s some food for your family.” ey were touched and said,
“Who are you?” I told them, “God has made a divine appointment for us to meet today, and I am
going see you again.”
I went home and told my wife about the encounter with those Romanians. I took a roast
out of our freezer and cooked it. e next day I bought a box full of dishes at a garage sale and
went back to the park with my wife. e Romanians and their children were there, and I said, “I
bring gis to you. ey’re heavy, so I’m going to get in my car, and if you’ll show me where you
live, I’ll take the gis to your home.” When we got to their little one-bedroom apartment, I took
the dishes and silverware—everything matched—out of the box and began to give things to them,
one at a time. As I handed it to them, tears began to roll down their faces, and the lady said, “Me
going to cry! Me going to cry!” I said, “On Monday night we have a Bible study at our home, and I
would like to invite you there.” ey said “We want to come,” but I said, “I don’t want you to come
because I gave you gis.” ey said, “No, we want to come and meet your friends.”
Since they didn’t have transportation, I picked them up, took them to my home, and
before long, God began to touch them. ey couldn’t speak English very well, but He touched
them when we prayed for them. e love of God was being manifested to them. Before long,
we met another Romanian couple, and I said to the rst couple, “Will you go and help me meet
another Romanian couple?” ey agreed and I got a call one day from them, “Mr. Don, we heard
about you. We have the lonelies bad, and we want to meet you.” So I took my Romanian friends
and went to meet them. I took gis, food, and all kinds of things to them. As I did that and began
to visit with them, everything was great until one of the rst Romanian couple said, “You need to
go to the Bible study. ey talk about Jesus, and it’s wonderful!” ey said, “Wait a minute! We
came from a communist country and don’t know if there’s a God. We don’t want this Jesus stu.”