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Love Feast

  • Writer: Sarah Trent
    Sarah Trent
  • May 24, 2024
  • 1 min read

“The fruit of the Spirit is love…”

Love.

Charity.

Agape.

Love feast.

That love feast is not an illustration.

It’s an actual feast.

The early church, when they saw disunity and a lack of fellowship among their members, would call for a love feast. This feast cultivated fellowship and unity. It was a time for everyone to love on one another, and refresh their relationships and hearts.

The love feast was just that.

A feast, where love was the main course.

A feast implies there was more than enough to go around.

Nothing was the bare minimum.

They gave it all they had.

You cannot pick and choose which fruits of the Spirit you partake of. You’re “filled with the Spirit” but sowing discord or avoiding fellowship in your local church? You’re “filled with the Spirit” but you choose the bare minimum every time? You’re “filled with the Spirit” but you esteem yourself and your own way, higher than the body of Christ?

You’re “filled with the Spirit” and think you can somehow fellowship with the head (Christ) but ignore his body (the church)?

If you’re filled with the Spirit, those fruits will be in your life, including the love feast.

Love one another.

Cultivate unity.

Fellowship with the body.

Let there be a feast, not the bare minimum or crumbs you have left over!

He alone is worthy🤍

Galatians 5:22-23

“But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, longsuffering, gentleness, goodness, faith, meekness, temperance: against such there is no law.”

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