Where Is Love?
Remember the old song? Does it fall from skies above? Is
it underneath the willow tree that I've been dreaming of?
The
truth is: we don't know where or what love is really. It's intangible and can
only be felt and seen and sensed by our hearts. It can't be touched, it seems.
Because when you touch it, it tends to disappear. Ask anyone who has had love
and held it in his or her hand. It's ephemeral. Doesn't it pass as time does?
So, what are we to make of it?
Do
we continue to seek love when we know that it may disappear at any time, that
it may die, fly away, wilt, or pass at any second? The only answer has to be:
YES INDEED!
Why
is that so? Even in the face of something that is so completely elusive, do we
continue to need to seek love? Because we are made with love at our core being.
Perhaps, made from Love. If that is true, then we are constantly needing it to
survive. Those who try to live without it, end up empty and vacuous.
Love
is a goal to achieve every day. Love is something you achieve as well. You wake
up and say to yourself, "I'm going to be the best I can be and embody and
embrace what I've come to earth to do." When you start with this choice,
love exudes from your pores and lifts you up to do any task or any chore you
set out to do. Love also attracts love. So, if you want love, you must give
love.
When
love is taken away from you in one entity, it is always replaced with some
thing else. You just have to allow the empty space to be filled with God, as a
vacuum is always filled with air when opened. Air is like God, if there is
space, God will fill it. Love will fill it.
I
went to a friend's father's viewing at a funeral home yesterday. Though it was
a sad occasion for some, it felt like just another day, as God continues to
move through our lives, taking some home and bringing new lives to the earth.
Everything is in balance. Though we grieved together, we also laughed. It is
not in ignorance do I say this, but in reverence to the Almighty.
Today
I went to Macy's to get refund on a mattress I purchased in cash over the
weekend, because they weren't able to deliver it until July 14th. I was able to
get the same mattress somewhere else, the same price, delivered today. But
Macy's wouldn't give me my money back because of some glitch in their policies,
even after telling me they could give it to me.
Steve
and I waited for 1 1/2 hours in the furniture department while this poor
salesman called every person ranked above him in the store and in the state to
try and get us the money, to no avail. Finally, the store manager came forward,
apologized, gave us 100 dollars in Macy's bucks as a gift and pushed up the
delivery date to this Sunday and apologized. Though I was aggravated with the
process, I left thinking that the best for me had happened. I'm not sure why,
but I knew that I was going to be fine with that decision.
I
tell you the story because, I believe with all my heart, that love is control
of my life. I've asked Love to be. I can't ask it to be, and when something
happens that isn't to my liking say to myself, "Love isn't fair."
I
need to believe that Love is more than fair. I want to believe that maybe I
have a better mattress at Macy's. It will last longer. I'll get a great
set of 1600 thread count sheets with the 100 Macy's bucks. Maybe I need to meet
the delivery person because he or she is supposed to be a client. I'm not
really sure. But I'm willing to believe that Love is here with me on this
journey, no matter how it work out.
So,
you ask, where is love? It's always right here waiting. When it leaves from one
place, it is always replenished in another. This is the nature of the love that
created you and sustains you.
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