Love

Pastor spoke about Love Language today in church. Ironic because I have just recently learned my love language. I have also been deeply soul-searching about love, what it entails, if I could really do it...just what does it really mean to love; myself, my kids, family, a man, God.

I love God to no end. God is in me...He permeates through me. I do not exist without God. I love God by just being open to His love. God is different from man. He knows every ounce of my being, my thoughts, my motives, nothing I do will make his love go away. Because of that, I can't help but to love Him for me and all I have and for who He is.

I love myself. I do this by taking care of my mind, body and spirit. I love my kids by providing for them, talking with them, enjoying them, learning from them, listening, playing, disciplining and by being the best mom I can be. I love my family by praying for them, as I do not get to see them very often...calling them regularly to touch base, and by visiting to show my presence and that I care.

Those four types of love come very easily to me and very naturally. No matter what I do or what happens to me, I still love myself first. I will always love my kids because they are mine... a part of me and will always be. Same with my family.

The only love I used to struggle with was loving a man. I say "used to" because I believe I have learned how to love a man. A relationship with a man/woman is different from family and God. That person you choose to love is not naturally a part of you. Technically they are not a part of you until marriage; in God's eyes.

So how do you love a person that is not a part of you? Think of your friends. Your best friends, the tried and true ones that will stick with you through the end. What is it about them that makes you keep them around? Want them around? Need them around? Friends complete what you are not. Make sense? Family is connected by blood, traits, genes, cells. What connects you to your friends? It's like a puzzle. you cannot connect a puzzle piece unless there is a section cut out for the next piece to go in. Your friends have a section, whether big or small, that is cut out for you to fit in. Each friend brings a different aspect to your life that enhances your overall well-being.

Hopefully the man/woman you love is your friend first. The person has to have a piece missing for you to fit in, to connect and become one. Have you ever tried to fit the wrong puzzle piece into the wrong space? It may look like it was supposed to go there, but for some reason it just won't snap into place. It may not fit into that exact space but you know it is part of the puzzle.

That's how I feel about love. Everyone comes into your life for a reason. Each person teaches you something whether you take notice to it or not. You don't make a mistake by loving someone. Love is never wrong, an accident, or a bad choice. You are never wrong for loving someone, regardless of who they are or what they did/do. God is love, love is of God. However, it is possible that your piece of love is trying to fit into the wrong hole in the puzzle. You may want to force it into that space, but God intended for that love to be put into another place; person. The puzzle is your life. Everyone you love, or who loves you, is a part of your life. You may not always end up with that specific person, but you were never wrong for loving them. Your love was never wasted, just left in the wrong space of the puzzle. There is also a possibility that your piece is supposed to be connected to the other piece, but you're jamming it into the wrong side of the piece. You two could be meant for each other, but you have yet to figure out how to get connected on the right sides. There are four sides to a puzzle piece. There are four sides to you: mental, physical, spiritual and emotional. You could have three sides connected but, still missing one. Love needs all four sides to be connected in order for a true, ever-lasting relationship to exist.

Thoughts from me...hope u can make some sense of what I call the matter that fills up the space in my head.