I know I haven’t written a blog on my trip to the Philippines yet but I just don’t know what to write about it. Not yet anyway. Maybe next week. Yeah, most probably. Roses should come first. Definitely should come first, without a doubt.
Roses are red, but white ones are my favorite.
Violets are blue, but I have never seen it.
Sugar is sweet, but you try to avoid it.
My love for you, like a candle you lit.
And just like that… you also blew the fire out.
Now my heart is experiencing drought.
Sad, isn’t it? I never understood the “roses are red, violets are blue.”
I asked a few of my friends a question that I have not asked anyone for a long time. A question I need not ask for a very long time. It is a question that will boggle your mind and leave you speechless. Also a question that will embarrass you if someone you like or adore asks you. It can make you laugh and get butterflies in your stomach when all that person did was ask you a question.
Valentine’s day has been over for more than 3 months now and I suddenly ask…
“WHAT IS LOVE?”
I always thought I had the right answer until I did fall in love, more than once and realized… you can never give enough love, there is no end to it.
But do you want to know the answer?
The answer may always vary on the person’s faith I have noticed. I asked Christians and non-Christians, while I am Christian. Jesus is equivalent to love for me. The answer may also depend on their current mood, past experiences and pains, future and hope; there are so many factors to consider. That is why there is no real answer. Various people may give the same answer but the idea of love and what they perceive when they hear the word is quite different.
“What is love?”
“My definition of love, and what I mean when I say love, and what I think of when other people say that they ‘love’. The litmus test… 1 Corinthians 13:4-8 – Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails.”
But can love truly be expressed in words?
“Hmm……” answered one person and didn’t continue to answer until I had to reply 9 hours later. “I don’t know how to put it in words other than boring things like to have a great affection for someone or something. Describing it is hard… Words just don’t seem to capture it. Or maybe I just can’t do it. ”
Some just say it one word.
Then went on to explain. “If I love someone I will sacrifice my meal or something for the person but if I don’t, I won’t kind of.”
I also laughed at the explanation, I found it adorable to bits. But so true. Food is important.
And it can be more than two words.
“Love is sacrifice and selflessness. It is the heard of a servant where regardless of the words or actions of the person, the longing for the well-being of the person does not get shaken. It is ultimately the foundation of who God is and perfect love restores brokenness and imperfections.”
Truly… is it just about faith?
“Love for me is recovery.”
Some just didn’t know what to say and went on to say…
“Love is singing.”
That person loved to sing. Fair enough.
Does love go to just one direction?
“It is a difficult question. I have never been asked that question before.
Love is to give without expecting something in person. Hopefully that person will realize it.”
I believe this person answered it fine. I doubt no one asked until I did.
You have no idea how fun it was to watch some of their reactions and get their answers.
A very good friend of mine told me…
“You have the capability to love the broken. But sometimes the broken can’t do that same.”
Seems like love = commitment has been trending for a long time now…
“Commitment officially begins when the situation is no longer ideal, when you try to outlast difficulty.”
…said Met Ramos. Thanks for letting me use your Facebook status, Met.
So, what is love for me anyway?
It is so many things for me. Jesus is love, like I mentioned before. It is the ability to accept the person for who they are and the willingness to agree on each other’s differences. Love is sacrificing a part of my happiness if it means making them happy, at the same time sharing my own version of happiness. It is to endure hardships and go through trials, believing you will be able to make it, never giving up. To love is to make time for each other and being there for each other. Love is being patient and kind even when it seems impossible to do so and drives you crazy. But it is also giving them the freedom to go on without you and learning to let go. Love is being able to forgive and even though cannot forget, try to forget. Love is… just so profound, an overwhelming feeling that cannot be explained.
What is love?
Love and hope goes together for me right now as I write this post. I am hoping that the person I am slowly falling in love with (again) will come through that café door and pay me a surprise visit. And love is accepting the fact that though I know it will never happen and will be disappointed, I will just accept it and move on because these are petty things. For him, anyway. /rolleyes
Just keep walking with love…