This Christian Life

Love Love

The older I get, the more I understand love.

I guess it all started back when I had no idea whatsoever what love was, but I wanted to pretend I knew, at least. I remember kissing the class beauty in front of all the world when I was in kindergarden. Kindergarden. Love had it’s power over me way back then.

During the shy years of elementary school, love was just being flirty with girls. I had no idea it could go beyond that, even then, somehow I was open to it. There was a seed inside that would eventually show me otherwise.

The high shchool days were down right confusing. That must have been the time when we were all experimenting with the big ‘L.’ Since I knew—just like everyone else—everything there was to know about the world. And since I had life mastered, I obviously knew everything there was to know about love. So I thought. The more I tried, the more things didn’t work, the more confusing things got.

In college, I concentrated my love effots on my creator. I learned to love in ways I had never imagined before. I made a vow to love him in place of women for 1 year through ministry efforts. I found out that love meant sacrifice. I found out it was a “verb.”

When I was married, it finally dawned on me what Ephesians 5:25-33 meant! It all came together and I was a stronger believer for it. For eternity after that hot wedding day, my wife and I will work out what it means to love another human being as though we are one.

Then my wife and I had a child. The love I have for my children is immense, intense, unwavering, natural, and without fail. It is real, new, tangible, and surprising. I understood love more the day my daughter was born than I ever had before. Love was at it’s richest point of saturation in my soul.

My son brought on even more new found love. I never imagined I could love my son in a different way than my daughter, but love between a father and son is more, well… manly. Even at his young age of 7 months, there is already an obvious bond between us.

As I grow older, the more I cherish family. The older I get, the more walls break down, the more I am comfortable with loving in new ways. I love through action, thought, and word more and more.

I love to love more and more.