Wednesday, July 1, 2009

Reflections on Love....

I was talking with a friend of mine about love - specifically the fact that just because someone doesn't love us they way we think they should, doesn't mean that they don't love us with all that they have.

I remember, growing up, feeling like my little sister was "Daddy's little girl". I was the oldest at home, expected to set a good example, and "get out and shovel!" At the time, I longed for a little bit of what she had.

Looking back through three decades, and a lot of growing up, I realize some of the blessings I have received from my youth. My position in the family, my experiences, all woven together into the "me" that I am today.

The day that my father died changed my whole perception of things.... love especially. It was as if suddenly, I had this deep knowing that my father truly did love me. There was a part of his heart dedicated to just me. He had shown me over and over again, but I hadn't seen. I was looking elsewhere.

In that process I also developed a deeper understanding of verse "Love never ends". Everything that my dad did, or did not do, that expressed love to me still exists. It is a part of my being. It is a part of the way I live in the world - my perception of it. It is passed on through me to my children and those I encounter in the world. I am sure it affects me in ways I don't even realize.

If I extrapolate that a little bit, I am humbled. My Heavenly Father and His perfect love must affect me similarly: part of my being, my perceptions, my life.

The question then becomes, how do I accept it? Do I gratefully, with open arms - and open heart - accept what is given - or taken away? Or, do I sit, arms folded, and pout because what I am receiving is not what I had hoped for, or dreamed of?

Probably - in all honesty - a little of both.

But, as I evaluate the days and weeks, the moment by moment, and the years gone by, I hope that I can be intentional about loving. It is important. It does make a difference. It doesn't have to be extravagant. It can be life-changing... truly,TRULY, life changing. It has been for me.

May I live in the world, remembering all the love that has been sent my way, and continue to send it on it's way. May the ripple continue. May I be a living example.

Love Never Ends.

1 comment:

Sarah said...

Well, with a few words, you certainly sent a little love my way and brought me to tears. Thank you for your encouragement. I'm really in a black place in my writing. I appreciate your stopping to encourage!