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THIS THING THEY CALL LOVE

 Love. That's what I hear them call it. This word is so heavy, yet thrown around easily with little or no weight. You call it love; I do not know what to call it because I have no clue what it feels like. I probably do not know how it feels to love and be loved right back. That type of fierce, genuine, undeserving love that doesn't take no for an answer

Walking down memory lane, I ponder heavily on this thing they call love. Someone very dear to me came to give his life for me. He died so that I might be alive in him. Yes, I admit I do not know what love feels like, but I know for a fact that the one who died for me loves me. At least that is enough show of love. Like the song writer said, that overwhelming, never ending, reckless love that Jesus shows to me

I now have an idea of this love of a thing. If my heavenly father can love me this much, who am I not to reciprocate that kind of love. With the way he loves me and will leave the 99 to find a lost sheep like me, I know what to expect from this love of a thing. To be able to love with every fiber of my being without holding back. To genuinely love and be loved right back. That kind of love that strips you bare of every robe of fear

Yes. That's the kind of love I'm talking about. 

Till then, I will wait. I will wait in expectation as to what I've ever hoped and longed for. Maybe someday, somehow I can experience this love of a thing

But till then, i think i have an idea of this thing they call love...

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