Love
Love is not practical. It never is.
Look around you. Jack sacrificed his life for Rose. Romeo chose death over a life without Juliet. Jesus chose to be whipped, spat upon, nailed on a cross to die for love.
Love is not practical nor free. It costs something.
I had dinner with my parents at home. And now i learnt something. Curses are transgenerational. My parents are practical. Roses, rings, presents are all useless, waste of money. Tithing to church, giving help to others, all worthless efforts. Love is when there is food on the table for you. Love is for others.
Maybe that is why i am so unromantic. A part of me realises that i need to break out of this curse. That i need to be free to think for myself and see that no, love needs sacrifice to grow. Love needs to be fed. love may need presents, or flowers, or anything, but above it all, love needs Time. It needs us to go out and say, I am passionate about you, and i want to know you and make you feel like the princess of the world. The most treasured being in the world.
Love is not cheap, it is not about myself. It is about the other person. It is and will always be about the other person. the moment you say, if you love me, then you do not love, but merely lust.
They say that no man will be willing to die for a good man. A great man, some might consider dying. Only someone who loves so much would die for everyone.
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Another thing.
I learnt that my dad is very stubborn. He believes that if he cannot understand, that means the idea is wrong. Christianity is so real for me because it provides answers that no one else can. The creation of life. The story of our world. The intricate planning of the bible. How is it that one can read the bible, seriously read it, and be able to say that there is no God. The man who says that there is no god does not know love.
That brings us back to the first point does it not? love is about sacrifice. It is about ther other person, it is about a cost that you are willing to pay not so that you can earn something, but that you earn simply by giving.
Look around you. Jack sacrificed his life for Rose. Romeo chose death over a life without Juliet. Jesus chose to be whipped, spat upon, nailed on a cross to die for love.
Love is not practical nor free. It costs something.
I had dinner with my parents at home. And now i learnt something. Curses are transgenerational. My parents are practical. Roses, rings, presents are all useless, waste of money. Tithing to church, giving help to others, all worthless efforts. Love is when there is food on the table for you. Love is for others.
Maybe that is why i am so unromantic. A part of me realises that i need to break out of this curse. That i need to be free to think for myself and see that no, love needs sacrifice to grow. Love needs to be fed. love may need presents, or flowers, or anything, but above it all, love needs Time. It needs us to go out and say, I am passionate about you, and i want to know you and make you feel like the princess of the world. The most treasured being in the world.
Love is not cheap, it is not about myself. It is about the other person. It is and will always be about the other person. the moment you say, if you love me, then you do not love, but merely lust.
They say that no man will be willing to die for a good man. A great man, some might consider dying. Only someone who loves so much would die for everyone.
__________________________________________________________________________________
Another thing.
I learnt that my dad is very stubborn. He believes that if he cannot understand, that means the idea is wrong. Christianity is so real for me because it provides answers that no one else can. The creation of life. The story of our world. The intricate planning of the bible. How is it that one can read the bible, seriously read it, and be able to say that there is no God. The man who says that there is no god does not know love.
That brings us back to the first point does it not? love is about sacrifice. It is about ther other person, it is about a cost that you are willing to pay not so that you can earn something, but that you earn simply by giving.
posted by W | Sunday, February 19, 2006
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