How do you describe Love and how does it define you?
For a long time I thought I knew what love was, what it was supposed to feel like, look like....but for a while I had it all wrong in my eyesight. You see I had the love of my family, the likes of my friends and the lust of the men I allowed in my circle. Not really understanding loves true beauty, I ran to the wrong images, clung to the facades and dreamed about that perfection that hadn't been attained. I clutched the Cinderella fantasy as if my life depended on it. I believed the fairy tale story and hoped hopelessly that my fairy Godmother would somehow turn my Honda into a Limo and whisk me away to meet my Prince Charming. Well turns out that Prince Charming made plans to do something else and it wasn't with me haha!
Then one day I realized that the love i was searching for first was the love of a Father... I didn't grow up with a concrete view of what a father should look like. First I had no father then suddenly one appeared and then poof he's gone. Just like that! Wow what a example of the dysfunctional family! Nonetheless, I prevailed as a beautiful flower planted by the riverbanks who is continually budding and being refreshed by my HEAVENLY Father who will never leave me or forsake me!
Today my definition of LOVE:
My definition of Love is when my children burst through the door with outstretched arms and proclaim their affection and LOVE for the one who blesses them, corrects them and genuinely LOVES them in spite of everything else. Even when they know they are wrong and mommy has to discipline them, they still snuggle up under my wings like little birds....
Ultimately, LOVE for me is when I hear my heavenly Father speak his soft words of comfort, kindness, forgiveness, mercy and grace over me and I am completely abandoned to him.
Finally, my definition of Love is when I look in the mirror at the perfect being that God created, stare back at me and say "you are a classy Lady". Even with my own definitions of the "not so good look" that i feel at those wretched times of the month...eewww... I still see myself as beautiful! I understand that beauty is not on the surface, but what we express through our heart and soul!
Doesn't matter that my hair may not be perfect all the time or that I have a little jiggle in my middle lol or even the fact that I have big feet (size 10) haha. I had to learn to love the me that I am...however complex, impatient, silly, hardheaded, passionate or tetchy I can be, I can still look at the reflection of LoVe in my mirror and say "as a matter of fact, I DO LOVE YOU!
For a long time I thought I knew what love was, what it was supposed to feel like, look like....but for a while I had it all wrong in my eyesight. You see I had the love of my family, the likes of my friends and the lust of the men I allowed in my circle. Not really understanding loves true beauty, I ran to the wrong images, clung to the facades and dreamed about that perfection that hadn't been attained. I clutched the Cinderella fantasy as if my life depended on it. I believed the fairy tale story and hoped hopelessly that my fairy Godmother would somehow turn my Honda into a Limo and whisk me away to meet my Prince Charming. Well turns out that Prince Charming made plans to do something else and it wasn't with me haha!
Then one day I realized that the love i was searching for first was the love of a Father... I didn't grow up with a concrete view of what a father should look like. First I had no father then suddenly one appeared and then poof he's gone. Just like that! Wow what a example of the dysfunctional family! Nonetheless, I prevailed as a beautiful flower planted by the riverbanks who is continually budding and being refreshed by my HEAVENLY Father who will never leave me or forsake me!
Today my definition of LOVE:
My definition of Love is when my children burst through the door with outstretched arms and proclaim their affection and LOVE for the one who blesses them, corrects them and genuinely LOVES them in spite of everything else. Even when they know they are wrong and mommy has to discipline them, they still snuggle up under my wings like little birds....
Ultimately, LOVE for me is when I hear my heavenly Father speak his soft words of comfort, kindness, forgiveness, mercy and grace over me and I am completely abandoned to him.
Finally, my definition of Love is when I look in the mirror at the perfect being that God created, stare back at me and say "you are a classy Lady". Even with my own definitions of the "not so good look" that i feel at those wretched times of the month...eewww... I still see myself as beautiful! I understand that beauty is not on the surface, but what we express through our heart and soul!
Doesn't matter that my hair may not be perfect all the time or that I have a little jiggle in my middle lol or even the fact that I have big feet (size 10) haha. I had to learn to love the me that I am...however complex, impatient, silly, hardheaded, passionate or tetchy I can be, I can still look at the reflection of LoVe in my mirror and say "as a matter of fact, I DO LOVE YOU!
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