Love is not an emotion. It’s a choice. It’s not a huggy, touchy-feely thing. It’s not just for when I’m having a good hair day, and everything seems right with the world. It’s a decision even when everything seems to be going wrong.
Love is patient, even when I haven’t had a good night’s sleep and I’m feeling grumpy.
Love is kind, even when the other person doesn’t deserve my kindness. It doesn’t mean I’m a doormat. It just means I choose to take the higher road.
Love does not envy, even when life isn’t fair, and it seems like others have all the luck.
Love does not boast, and is not proud, even when I am overlooked by those who know my accomplishments. I don’t have to brag on myself. God knows and sees.
Love is not rude, even when others are rude to me, including on Facebook.
Love is not self-seeking, even in a culture that encourages us to be narcissistic and it seems like that’s the only way to get ahead.
Love is not easily angered, even when I watch the news and want to scream and throw something at the television.
Love keeps no record of wrongs, meaning that daily I have to tear up my list on what the other political party is doing wrong and throw it away.God is watching–them and me.
Love does not delight in evil but rejoices in the truth. So I must remember to walk in truth and transparency daily because I don’t want my sins shouted from the house tops regardless of whether Big Brother is watching or not and has access to all my emails. I will walk in truth because I’m a child of the living God.
Love always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres because its the right thing to do, no matter what others do around me.
Love never fails, and that’s a promise I will hold on to for dear life.
Love is the hardest thing we will ever do in our lives. It’s where we get to die daily because without love, we’re nothing.