Love is underestimated these days. I love pizza. I love that couch. or I love that store.
But really. What is love? What is true love?
Everyone wants it, in some way. To have the best friend that will stick with you no matter what, to have the sweet boyfriend to cuddle with, to have the perfect family, to have all people look up to you and love you. Everyone wants love, in some way. To be noticed, to be cherished.
But it seems like, in our culture, you must do something to be loved. You must be fun to be around to have a best friend, you must be pretty to have a boyfriend, you must make cookies everyday to have a family that loves you, you must have something to offer so that in return, they can 'love' you back.
That's not true love. True love, real love, is giving yourself to a person when they have nothing in return.
Real love is giving all of yourself to spend time with people who don't have anything to offer. Who might not even accept you. Who might hate you, despite the fact of what you did for them. Real love is talking to someone who says they love you, but constantly runs from you at the same time.
Real love is what Jesus has shown us. He loves us, even when we turn from Him, even when we don't love Him in return. He loves us, even when we have simply nothing to offer. Why? I'm not sure. Maybe I'll never know why.
I want to really love. To stop joking around and be a real person. To be joyful, even when perhaps things aren't going well. To be passionate. That's who I want to be. I'm still trying to get there, but that's who I want to be.
Real love. Why is it so hard to find?