Friday, January 13, 2012

real love.

via pinterest

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? 

via pinterest


  1. This is beautifully written. And you are so right! I'm at a point in life where I'm striving to grow spiritually and closer to Jesus. I agree, I want to be real. :)

  2. Wow, I think this is your best post. This is something I really need to work on.

  3. You know what's frustrating? Love. God's love. Because it's so perfect and overwhelming, and it's so impossibly there. I've been an absolute mess this week, and I dreaded going to bed at night. Because He was there. And He convicted me. And I refused to listen. I wanted to obey, but it was too much.

    Until this morning. And Rev. O. steps up to the pulpit. I was excited - we have a guest speaker. I was upset about my rather horrible piano playing (those horrible piano days, when you can't play for anything). And I just completely fell apart. Because the sermon seemed to be directed exactly towards me. That's when I crumbled to God's love. The love that cares -- enough to show a stupid person like me that "I AM WRONG!", even if it takes me a whole month to figure it out.

  4. Wonderful post, Kendra - it really made me think.

  5. I know I have love from my family and friends but I know that I underestimated Jesus's AMAZING love for me. Thanks Kendra, it reminded me.


thanks for sharing your thoughts -- comments make my day!