Love. Hard to describe. Sometimes we have trouble giving it, expressing it. Sometimes we have trouble receiving it, believing it.
To me, love is not just a fuzzy warm feeling for someone or desire. Those things are part of love, feelings that love can produce. But those feelings can be produced without love involved. Feelings are fleeting and change a lot like the weather in Texas. Love is a way of being toward someone. It is action and attitude. It is a decision. It is a commitment.
I have a long way to go, to learn to love perfectly. I don't believe any of us truly can. But here is what it would look like all the time if we could:
When do you feel most loved? How do you like to express love? Have you ever truly loved or been loved?