When I do you wrong, it wounds me. When I do right by you, it edifies me. I'm not a people-pleaser but I do have a spirit of love. It wars with the vestiges of a hostile state of mind, now void of emotion yet still vocal out of habit; speaking harsh truths and blatant lies. I'd been tossing around, and even started on, some ideas for months now but this one feels right. It makes sense that I would come back to the core of what I am, love.
My name means "one who is like God". Considering my spiritual nature, the full potential of what I can be in Him, the name makes sense. He is love. He is passionate. That is what I am, what I want and should be. But that's not always what I reflect and it feels wrong when I don't. All of His commandments can be summed up in one thing, love. "Love the Lord with all your heart, all your soul and all your might." "Love your neighbor as yourself." These are not passive actions; love is more than a feeling. It is that desire that turns into action. You have so much love, you want to do right by God and those around you.
There's so much love, you can't help but let it overflow and pour it into others. His love fills you up; it saturates every part of you and who you are. You are lost in it. You are no longer yourself but a single drop in His vast ocean, within you, you in it and all around you. You are so far beneath the surface you don't see anything else and can only be carried by the deep currents. He will take you to where you should be.
That is who He is; what we are, having been made in His image. Who are we to deny that?
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