LOVE
When I was young, love was a hug and a kiss from my parents and this seem to fulfill all my needs ... While maturing it just didn't seem to be enough to fill the voids that were developing. When I met my first love, I shared those special hugs and kiss and they were returned with the same affection. Then this thing called love began to get complicated. It involved sharing, dedication, commitment and many other traits that caused me to give up my individuality.
The Love which we were taught, was to be so beautiful and special, lacked substance. We were taught that when we achieved that level we would know without a doubt what true love really was. Unfortunately, there was nothing for us to compare it to, so we never really knew when or if we ever reached that point. At that time, we were supposed to be adult enough to know but instead, were to proud to ask. Only later in years did we find out that no one else knew the answers either. Most of us stumbled through life not knowing the true meaning of love. We tried to fake it and failed immensely.
Some of us depended on songs or perhaps movies to be our guide line. Others would read books both Fiction and non fiction to find the true definition of Love. Others did what we all do best, fumble our way through life by trial and error. In desperation we turned to the dictionary to find the true definition but that was even too vague. It explained how we were to feel towards others, which seemed to be the answer. But something was still missing.
I then came across a book that was very old and spoke of a love in a way that was so incredible. This sparked my curiosity, causing me to probe deeper into its depths. Revealing things to me that I could hardly imagine. Speaking of such things as sharing, dedication, understanding, patience, tribulations, fulfillment, needs, desires and even lust. It explored things about love, with such great depth and simplicity, but the most important thing it taught was the order in which to Love.
The book taught me that before I could ever love anyone else I must first love myself. Loving the person I am and the things that make me that person. When that level is achieved, then and only then would I be ready to share myself and love someone else.
As I sought the answer I could feel my self change...Love took on a whole new meaning. I began to share all of my self. The hugs and kisses were still there but they had a greater meaning. One which I enjoyed sharing with others. I had become a new person, realizing that they were too beautiful to keep for myself and must be shared. This treasure too great for one person to contain and yet I could share it and still retain my individuality, and still feel good inside.
This great lesson is there for all to discover in the most beautiful book called the Bible...
Sleep well my friend, wherever you may be----YMIRon
© YMIRon@aol.com, 1999
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