Love’s Not

I’m still learning, some days slower than others, what Love IS! And also learning what it’s NOT…

  • controlling someone else; whether it be a spouse or a child – understanding them for who they really are not what you want them to be
  • falling head over heels, ga-ga all the time. Sometimes it’s just curling up on the couch watching TV or a hot cup of coffee waiting for you when you get out of the shower
  • fear or forced – no one should ever, EVER think that hurting someone will make them love you. I pray each day for those that live in fear of the person who is supposed to love them. Stop the cycle of violence
  • easy – it’s never easy. There are times that feel like your heart is shattered in pieces all over the floor. A word, a look, a behaviour. God, it sure can hurt sometimes. We have all felt it and have all done it to someone else
  • always reciprocated. Sometimes we love someone and they just don’t love us back. There are times when someone (like a spouse or a child) seems to even hate us; and sometimes they do…but don’t stop loving them. Love them with all your heart; let them go. If it’s meant to be, they will come back to you. Sometimes they just need to learn to love themselves first. Help them see how beautiful and loved they are

I’m not sure why I’m being so lovey dovey today…must be the rain. I’m in love with the song below; so maybe that’s why…

I’ve been thinking about all the times that my heart has been broken. All the times when I’ve thought I’d never get over it. God….how many times….and why has it taken me until now, 41 years old, to realize just how much I am loved. How much I deserve love! How it’s always been right there. Sometimes in little moments, sometimes in big things. Always there…

  • in the softness of my children’s hands when they hold mine…
  • in the feel of green grass between my toes
  • in my mother’s advice and unending caring and worrying
  • in my handsome husband’s arms around me and his quiet voice soothing my tears
  • in the gentle rain falling on my face as I search the sky for the sun
  • in my father’s strong back, doing so much for everyone else but him
  • in my 20 year old’s arm around my shoulder, teasing me about how he’s bigger than me
  • in a friend’s laughter shared and in her tears as she pours her heart out to someone who understands
  • in my heart as I let the Son shine in, finally understanding that yes, I am worth His sacrifice
  • in my words as I try so hard to share my heart with the world, even when my words don’t make much sense

Worth It – Francesca Battistelli

6 thoughts on “Love’s Not

  1. Make use of love, the moment it submits to you. For love is not here to stay. πŸ˜‰ Nice post. πŸ™‚

  2. I’m glad you’re feeling “lovey-dovey.” πŸ™‚ It’s always nice to be reminded about all of the opportunities for love that are available to us.

    Today love came to me in the moment that I hugged my 3yo who is now all angles and elbows and I realized he is closer to boyhood than babyhood. Sigh.

    1. It’s crazy how fast they grow…I was just looking at the 10 month old age photo of my tall 20 year old…the moments I miss πŸ™‚ Give that big boy an extra hug from me!

  3. Oh, I love your thoughts on what love is not. I think it is important to break it down like this. To remember that real love is not always reciprocated, all of the time, in every moment. That we do things to do things for the people that we love, but not always to get something out of them–in that moment, or on that day.

    I agree with K, it’s nice to be reminded of the love that is around us, and in us.

    1. Thanks Sarah, it’s taken me a long time to learn those lessons. Some days are better than others….like when she said she hated me last night…it’d been a long time since she’d said that one! I’d not been very adult nor patient with her. I almost felt like I deserved it….we didn’t love each other much at that point…but, the words “I’m sorry” go a very long way to changing it back. Another lesson I’ve learned…:)

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