What is love?
Where does love exist?
Love is defined by a profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person. Interesting, I thought. Do I love, then?
Yes, as a matter of fact, I do.
But I believe it is even deeper than that definition. I think that there is something inherently sown into us that wants to keep seeking for more. But what do I define by that which I love?Family. Friendships. Watching little children play. Painting. Photographing. Drawing. Admiring Art. Sunrises & sunsets. Cloud formations. Stars. Rainbows. Listening to the wind. Feeling Fall air. Nostalgic smells. Cooking. Sporting events. Driving illegally fast. Picking flowers. Admiring architecture of the old & new. Walking down a path of history. Swimming. Sand beneath & in between my toes. Cozy blankets. Seeking adventure. Writing of all kinds. Reading. Love songs. Musical abilities of others. Music in general. Poetry. Making others laugh, smile, & be happy.
And more...
I love: To love.
I live: To love.
Only three of the things I wrote have to do with people specifically. So what other love would you say I am missing?
Romantic love?
Isn't it the case when someone asks you, "Have you ever been in love?" Your first thought is that of romantic love. Why is that kind of love at the forefront of our minds? I guess that is a mystery to me.
So, by the definition of love being romantic, have I loved? No, not even close.
So does that mean I don't know what love is?
Not at all.
So is that why we fear of never falling in love? But, hey wait a minute... Don't we already know what love truly is?
Guess what I was waiting for.
GOD.
God is Love.
Love by definition isn't about falling for another person; We don't need romantic love to tell us what we are supposedly missing. That's not even a fraction of it...
We are too content playing in the puddles when we have a whole ocean at our reach....
I had been playing wildly in the puddles for far too long.
Then I finally saw the beauty of the ocean in it's perfect splendor.
I ran out joyfully with my arms stretched wide,
To dive in deep,
Water rushing past my body,
Feeling real love for the first time.
I don't want to hold anything back now.
Everything I do, I want to do in a love that has been poured into me from a Father who LOVES infallibly.
...So am I missing anything?
Not by a long-shot.
You know why?
Everything else I love is a light that shines into my heart and comforts my soul.
Love can radiate into another's life just from us living and showing love.
We are given things in life to love, too; I'd like to say that they are gifts...
Love is a gift.
And I can only imagine what a rare gift it will be to be in love with another person in an utmost, mysterious way. And I know this love defined by romance here on earth will be a true blessing.
I know I'll treasure that gift forever. Until the end...
But in the meantime, why do we view love as if there is something missing? It's a gift that comes in all shapes and sizes, during different seasons, and has touched our lives in certain ways we may never understand.
So what is there to fear? What have we defined love to be? Love is found anywhere. Love can be anything.
"He has made everything beautiful in its time."* I believe the same thing for love.
Love is seeking, breathing, being, seeing, touching. Love is alive.
Because God loved us first...Love is illuminated in everything.
*Ecclesiastes 3:11
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