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L.O.V.E......Doesn't Hide

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"Love doesn't hide, it stays and fights; it goes the distance. That's why God made love so strong, to carry us home."  - Touch By An Angel.
 
I heard that line a few years ago. It was a cold Thursday night and I was all bundled up on my couch having myself a "Touch By An Angel" marathon. I love that show; I love the message each episode brought. However that particular line has resonated with me for the last two years. While most see love as warm fuzzy feelings, pure happiness dripping in sugar and emotions that are in a constant euphoric state, the truth is love is a choice and once the newest wears off and reality sets in, many sadly choose to no longer love the one they proclaimed to go through life with. The happy happy, joy joy syndrome is now overshadowed with bills, running in different directions with kids, family crisis and daily life circumstances.The fairy tale bliss from the day of saying "I do" has now become "I can't". And somewhere in the midst of it all love becomes an option of the flesh and no longer a choice of the heart, a superficial love that has conditions and restrictions.
 
That type of love is not the love our daddy God created. There are so many characteristics of His love, going back to the line from that particular episode though it is just a few, they are profound. It states boldly what love does when it is a love based on the foundation God created it to be. Then is shows what love will do.....carry us home. Home to the arms that shelter us and home to the heart that holds us.
 
There is an old cliche' that says a relationship is "give and take". I choose to say "give and accept".   Give what I can, accept what they can give and allow my daddy God to fill in the cracks where there is lack. Real love chooses to go the distance.

So today, Valentine's day, I want to remind you, when the chocolates are gone, the flowers have lost their last pedal and the written sweet nothings are tucked away safely, CHOOSE to stay when the roads ahead tend to get a bumpy,  CHOOSE to go the distance when it seems there is no light at the end of the tunnel, CHOOSE to let love carry you home.


Forever His Daughter,

Stacey

1 Corinthians 13:4-8 (NIV)
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 truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away.
 

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