Love

What is this emotion that grips our hearts and seizes our souls? What is this melody that replays over and over in the core of who we are? It is an endless, wild, untamed mystery that captivates the heart and mystifies the mind. Where is it found? Or where is it won? Is it a choice or a divine intervention of destined communion? Can love ever fail? Can it be denied when it burns so powerfully within? If we were able, we would move mountains to find it, swim oceans to reach it, and fight valiantly to attain it. Love. It is a divine mystery hidden from our eyes yet revealed to our souls. It is a force so powerful that armies can not conquer it, kings can not destroy it, and poets cannot describe it. It is unfathomable, undeniable, unmovable, immeasurable, unending. It maintains hope when hope is lost. Love never fails.

Love is a choice. It cannot be bought, or persuaded, it must be freely given. Love is not earned or deserved, love is not merited; love is a gift of grace passed to those who seldom understand why. Love is a beautiful, priceless treasure that can only be found when one chooses to reveal its location. Love is patient, love is kind, it does not envy, it does not boast, it is not arrogant or rude, it does not insist on its own way. It is not irritable or resentful, it does not rejoice at wrongdoing, but rejoices with the truth. Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, and endures all things. Love never ends. Love covers over a multitude of sins; it forgives all, hopes all, and supercedes all.

This is the love I seek; this is the love I wait for. This is the love that I will treasure until the day of my death when that one beautiful, radiant flower chooses to give it to me freely with grace just as the Lord in Heaven has chosen to give his love to me through the sacrifice of my Lord Jesus. For this I wait, for this I hope, for this I pray. Love; may it find its way to my doorstep as I keep a light on waiting for its arrival.