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"Life is lived forward, but understood backward. It is not until we are down the road and we stand on the mountain looking back through the valley that we can appreciate the terrain God has allowed us to scale.” Jill Savage

Thursday, April 09, 2009

Love is taking a walk . . . love some times is silent . . . love is some times is talking

Snow Patrol

Well, to tell you the truth - I'm not a person that has to be in love - yet I am a person who is very much in love and very much in love with the idea of love, but maybe not in the traditional way - as I'm kind of an irregular person (or weird).

I think 'love' is highly over rated. Way too much pressure. That 'having to love' changes things.
Maybe I put too many high expectations for love and no one can meet the requirements - I'll admit it.

My friend Lynne told me her view of love which is, "I've been reading Max Lucado's book "3:16 The Numbers of Hope", a really neat book and there are a couple of lines that speak to what we were sharing earlier today, page 141-142 talks about how God did what he did and became human knowing the suffering he would endure, but chose 'us' any way, "He humbled himself. He went from commanding angels to sleeping in the straw. The pal that held the universe took the nail of a soldier. Why? Because that 's what love does. It puts the beloved before itself"! " Love goes the distance....."
I do believe that at times love does put the beloved before themselves - I have for sure many times (denying self) - my problem is does every one understand that concept? Is that a woman concept only? Are people selfish who don't (they take, but they don't give)? Or do they just not get it (are they innocent)? And what happens to a marriage where one person is always putting others first and not getting anything in return? Is that okay? Or is it not okay? When do you take a stand for yourself? And what kind of stand do you take?

I love lots of 'things' and lots of 'people'. I love my girlfriends as much as any man. I love my family. I love music. I love feeling. I love talking. Learning. Living, Breathing . . . . I love 'living out loud'.

Now the answer for me, and would love to know what y'all think, I think love to be love has to go both ways - it must be a two way street. Talking, asking questions, romancing. If one person loves and does these things and the other one doesn't - is that love? And if it is not love, what is it?

Lovingly and questioningly,
Weird Chatty :)


ClassyChassy said...

1 Cor 13: 4-7 Love is patient, love is kind and is not jealous; love does not brag and is not arrogant, does not act unbecomingly; it does not seek its own, is not provoked, does not take into account a wrong suffered, does not rejoice in unrighteousness, but rejoices with the truth; bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.

Even the best people screw up on occasion, but thank goodness God doesn't! *hugs*

Olde Dame Penniwig said...

I think love is so varied and ultimately so personal that each creature will react differently in expressing and receiving love. I do say "creature," because I have seen animals who clearly love another, even down to loving an inanimate object. Do you remember the German swan in love with the swan pedalboat?

I do not think love has to go two ways in every case, but if that is someone's concept of love, then, yes, it must, or they will become unhappy. I loved my parents deeply but was not loved in return. I love my autistic son more than the universe, but no love from him will likely ever be forthcoming. He does not even call me "mom."

Then again, I very much enjoy the idea of "burdened love," perhaps because that's all I have. My burden is to love without return, but that burden is also my joy.

Chatty Crone said...

Love is patient and kind - that is one of my favorite verses. Thanks.

Well, I hadn't thought of that. You're right! I had the same situation you did with the parents. Not the sutistic child, but I worked with autistic children for years and I can only imagine. What a woman of courage you are to share that.

But what about the love you choose. Like your spouse? What then?

^..^Corgidogmama said...

All I know is....that I can love my children, parents, sibs, friends.
I've never been lucky in the men department. My failing or theirs, who knows, it just does not work.
So I love my dogs. They love me back....and IT works.