Monday, September 2, 2013

The Misconception of Love... Check Yourself.

September 3, 2010 at 1:01pm
I've been putting this off for a while now, yet lately, it's been weighing heavily upon my heart. Not long ago, I'd posted a note regarding love. This one's different...

I'll begin, as always, with the truth. Love is NOT a physical feeling. Love is NOT sex. Love is not the blatant obsession of always wanting to be near a person, wanting to spend every quaking second up under them, wrapped up in the covers, no matter how physically pleasing it feels (males) when you enter her, (females) when he balances between sensual grooves and forceful thrusts between your legs. Love is often confused with sex, misused, abused and misconstrued. The entire world, which may be contrary to popular (scientific) belief, was founded upon love. Christ was sent here, and was crucified out of love. This mere, simply constructed four-letter word is an expression of power, and expression, of forgiveness, of mercy, of compassion, of a willingness to help another grow, to strenghten one another, to help one another, never to condemn, disrespect, degrade, disappoint, belittle NOR demean you. Love does NOT play on again/off again games with your heart, love does NOT cheat and cheating does NOT just happen... Love does NOT use and abuse you.

Yet love IS painful. Love hurts, love denies, love disagrees, yet in doing these things, love tells you the truth. Love honestly, truthfully exposes emotion, pain, guilt, loneliness, despair. The utter, absolute, epitome of being what this world calls, "real."  There's nothing wavering, about it at all. Love NEVER changes. Love NEVER fails. So the next time you use this little, yet powerful four-letter word. Consider it's point of origin... Is it from your mind, your heart, from between your legs, or from your soul...? When I began this, I thought it would be MUCH longer, but I think I've said enough... My spirit is back at peace.

"If I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am become sounding brass, or a clanging cymbal. And if I have the gift of prophecy, and know all mysteries and all knowledge; and if I have all faith, so as to remove mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. And if I bestow all my goods to feed the poor, and if I give my body to be burned, but have not love, it profiteth me nothing. Love suffereth long, and is kind; love envieth not; love vaunteth not itself, is not puffed up, doth not behave itself unseemly, seeketh not its own, is not provoked, taketh not account of evil; rejoiceth not in unrighteousness, but rejoiceth with the truth; beareth all things, believeth all things, hopeth all things, endureth all things. Love never faileth: but whether there be prophecies, they shall be done away; whether there be tongues, they shall cease; whether there be knowledge, it shall be done away. For we know in part, and we prophesy in part; but when that which is perfect is come, that which is in part shall be done away. When I was a child, I spake as a child, I felt as a child, I thought as a child: now that I am become a man, I have put away childish things. For now we see in a mirror, darkly; but then face to face: now I know in part; but then shall I know fully even as also I was fully known. But now abideth faith, hope, love, these three; and the greatest of these is love." - 1 Corinthians 13 (ASV)


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