What comes to mind when you hear that word?
Your significant other?
Over the past eight months one theme as come out of every event, lesson, or blessing in my life. The theme of love. I thought I understood love before. Understood what it was like to love someone, to love God, love your family, but really, I didn’t. Even now, though it is more clear to me than ever before, I know I didn’t know the half of it.
What is love to you? Real love. True love. Love that would sacrifice everything, even it’s own desires, just for you. You. Only you.
God lead me to write a love story. A love story that follows His leading and not the leading of the heart.
He’s been showing me how to love my family.
He’s been teaching me how to love my future husband and be patient for his returned love.
He’s whispered comforting words of love into my heart during lonely nights when I have nearly cried myself to sleep.
He’s shown me His love through the love of a friend.
He’s shown me His love and what He can do with it in the hearts of young people who have a passion to serve Him as a body of believers.
I have been overwhelmed with joy and happiness for the past several weeks, and I suddenly realized, part of that joy was His love pouring over me. Never before have a felt God’s love in this way. Though my heart may be sore with a fear that tries to consume me, I can’t help smiling, and laughing with shear joy because I now God loves me. Me! And is looking out for me, has my best interest at heart, holds my life in His almighty hands, and, loves me.
What does love look like to me?
It looks like a cross.
The Son of God.
The timeless, almighty, all knowing, infinite, righteous, creator of the world, stepping into time, separating Himself from God the Father, taking on my sins, past, present and future, before I was even born, with my name in His heart. Dying, suffering more than anyone ever has or ever will. Breaking His own heart, because he, loves me.
Because He has a plan for my life. An amazing plan.
Because He wanted to bring me into His family.
Because He wants me to spend eternity with Him.
Because He… loves… me.
I’ve grown up being told, knowing that God loved me, but never before, have I truly understood the depth of that love. How it was so much more that just dying for me and paying the prince for my sin, but also providing, guiding, guarding, disciplining, comforting, bringing me hope.
Now I understand and possess a love that can span the depth of time.
A love that can breach any wall.
Soften any heart.
Heal any wound.
Change the world.
A love that I have.
A love that is freely given to me, me, who could never love like that.
This love has broken my selfish heart.
Filled my eyes with tears.
Lifted up my soul with joy.
And that’s just the beginning.
I’ve found love.