Many people, when they think of love, picture two people kissing in the moonlight. Perhaps a boyfriend and girlfriend holding hands. Roses and chocolates on Valentine's Day. Hidden love poems. Whispering sweet nothings.
Picture a girl and a boy. They stare into each other's eyes and smile sheepishly. He puts his arms around her and pulls her closer. Staring deeper and deeper into his eyes, she finally knows what love is.
Or does she? Is that what love truly is? Is it really just a chemical that makes hearts race and faces flush?
I met a man once, long long ago, who taught me what love really is. He smiled at me and I smiled back. I looked deep into his eyes and saw his love for me. In response to the love that seemed to radiate from him, I felt my own love for him growing and I smiled contentedly.
He then opened his arms wide and died for me.
That's what love really is.
[[I probably should have posted this on Valentine's Day, but I was kind of.. out of it. ;P]]
Friday, February 23, 2007
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I hear 1 John 3:16. :)
I hear voices... wait.. that calls for another post! lol. ^.^
I John 4:9-10
9. In this was manifested the love of God toward us, because that God sent his only begotten Son into the world, that we might live through him.
10. Herein is love, not that we loved God, but that he loved us, and sent his Son to be the propitiation for our sins.
*misty eyes*
Thank you
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