Wow, this passage really convicts me. As a busy mom, employee and volunteer I find it so easy to fall into focusing more on truth than love. Isn’t it so easy to go around passing judgment on those who might disagree with you (gays, evolutionists, Muslims, you name it)? Isn’t it so HARD to love them instead? I know people who fall into each of these categories, and it’s so easy to succumb to the temptation to discuss the truth and morality around these issues than it is to love the people who live them.
And then there’s the people Wright mentions: the poor, the marginalized, the people Jesus loved. Am I so busy that I have forgotten the first love Jesus called me to? Have I forgotten to love outside the carpool lane of my existence? If I look carefully at myself, I’m afraid I have. Lord have mercy, Christ have mercy.