Love

It is interesting how this four letter word stirs up emotions and memories in people. Love. It's a word that doesn't have just one definition. Love means different things to different people. And in a society where love is thrown around with words like french fires and cars, I would venture to say that it has has been cheapened.

This is the one area where I will freely admit that I am too cynical for my own good. I always consider this to be somewhat of an oddity. My parents are still together and I have grown up with many positive role models. I myself, have even been in love. So why the cynicism? Indeed, I would like to know why. At my core, I am a hopeless romantic. Everytime I hear Love Story by Taylor Swift I get all happy bubbly inside. I don't cry  very much, but pop in a chick flick and I will tear up.

I would like to believe that everyone has a special someone and that it all ends in bliss. Really, I would. But I have a hard time convincing myself of that. The soulmate theory has never appealed to me. Maybe it's because I am afraid I will miss out. What then? Do I blame myself or just ditch the theory?

One thing that I know to be true is God's love for me. I can't even begin to comprehend how much He loves me and He has great things in store for me! If God loves me this much, then why do I worry? Why do I get caught up in the silly things? God is in control, not me. It's a simple truth that I have to remind myself of time and again.

So with that in mind, I press forward. My love questions remain, at this time, unresolved. I might continue to be skeptical, who knows? But as a wise friend told me, "one day that boy is going to come and sweep you off your feet and you won't remember all the pain". Ah, so true. Until that day...

Have a great day today! It's getting closer to Christmas! :)