I'm reading a book right now called "No Greater Love" by Mother Theresa... the chapter i just finished reading was "On Love". i walked away with some tough-to-swallow-but-still-so-good concepts.
"In order for love to be genuine, it has to be above all a love for our neighbor. We must love those who are nearest to us, in our own family. From there, love spreads towards whoever may need us. It is easy to love those who live far away. It is not always easy to love those who live right next to us. It is easier to offer a dish of rice to meet the hunger of a needy person than to comfort the loneliness and the anguish of someone in our own home who does not feel loved. I want you to go and find the poor in your homes. Above all, your love has to start there. i want you to be the good news to those around you. I want you to be concerned about your next-door neighbor. Do you know who your neighbor is? True love is love that causes us pain, that hurts, and yet brings us joy. That is why we must pray to God and ask Him to give us the courage to love."
The courage to love? Ah, it all makes sense now...love and me aren't a natural thing...it's an intimidating, painful, frightening thing that comes with, in its own strange way, bliss, joy and peace.
I've got lots going thru my head right now (and it's only Day 2!)... pray for wisdom in figuring out what to do with it all, and how to process it.