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The Power of Love - Part 1

I guess you just don’t get it.  You can’t see me for who I really am.  We have missed one another.  I wanted to love you.  I tried.  I tried hard.  I wanted to love your pain away.  I wanted to love your walls down.  I wanted to touch the places where you were wounded, I wanted to fix every mistake, and right every wrong you ever experienced.  I wanted to love you because I knew you would be safe with me.  I know how fragile you really are.  Behind your strength and your nonchalant demeanor, you bleed just as I do.  You hurt just as I do.  You feel just as I do.  I had to love you; I didn’t trust anyone else to do it correctly.  When we first met, there was something inside you that called to me; that needed me, believe it or not.  No other woman could have filled my shoes.  Why me?  Why you?  Why us?  We both needed a safe haven to restore our faith.  And because nothing is safer than the loving arms of God, He gave us each other – a son and daughter of God.  Getting our paths to cross was just the beginning though – wasn’t it?....(My story...)


I guess I didn’t realize how many of us were actually hurting.  Father, how can we find a way to love deeply again?  What is the first step?  How do we find our way back to your healing arms?  How do we all get restoration?  We are all suffering.  We are not experiencing the love that you want us to experience. We’re missing it. And it’s difficult to find the best entry point to plant a truer definition of love because what we have accepted as love for so long is distorted.  And when I try to explain how powerful and eminent love is; I get blank stares back – like they’ve never heard loved talked about in this way, with such potency. 

I studied your definition of love in 1 Corinthians 13.  I know the strength and validity in your words; I have experienced it.  I know that love is real – it may be the only thing in this world that actually is.  Everything else is impermanent.  Everything else passes away.  That’s why at the end of most relationships, you tend to remember only the good things.  Every pain diminishes in the light of love’s presence.  It doesn’t mean things didn’t go wrong, it means we have finally identified everything that went right – love.

When people break up, they tend to focus on all the bad in the relationship because it aids their ability to cope with the loss.  They justify that the relationship was bad or the person was bad, not good enough, etc.  Why? No one wants to feel like they have failed at something – not even a relationship.  In some ways we attach our inability to work it out to some personal defect.  Sometimes we stay in bad relationships to not have to deal with this feeling of failure – that we have invested all this time, effort, energy, love, sacrifices and it still didn’t work?  That could be a hard reality for some to accept; especially if you’re a couple years into the relationship.  You don’t have to adopt this method of self-torture.  Feeding on negative energy is a self-induced poison.  Hatred is highly contagious so you won’t need much to build momentum.  Remember that though hatred is more contagious, love is more powerful.  Where there is light, darkness cannot exist.  The fastest way to recovery – focus on everything that went right – love.       

I will continue to expound upon the power of love in future writings.  For now, take this:

“And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.”
1 Corinthians 13:13

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