At one time I wrote a reminder to myself in my "God Calling" to examine what love means to me.
Love is an uncontrolled and uncontrollable feeling...we cannot make our self love another person, another place or another thing. (All the "I shoulds" in the world practically ensure it ain't gonna happen.) Ah, but neither can we make another whatever love us.
That's the uncontrollable part of it. That's also the part that gives us permission (lets us do what we want to do to begin with) to go ahead and dislike and judge...ending inevitably with a resentment against the one we're resisting.
I am convinced that it is our desire for still more spiritual growth alone that leads us to turn our resistance around, to turn it inward. We examine it, asking God to guide us so we can get a clear picture of what we're seeing...ever remembering that what we see is always ourselves.
That is what we're looking for...the identifiable me that I'm dissing you about. There it is. That is an act of love. To be willing, want to or not, to be willing to work with God to change my mind, thus my heart, about another.
I cannot define love, but I can identify acts of love...they are always direct lines to and from God. I think we can name those lines Gratitude and Grace...never forgetting Willingness.
If we're willing and show our gratitude, grace will smile upon us...and we will know love.
Thank you.
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