Love ain’t shown...... Somtimes

 Love for me was not displayed by family. Love for me was not kind words or tons of affection. I saw more stuff take place; than in a Stephen King novel. 

 Yet, I thrived. I thrived to the point I maintain a marriage, I can love my son no matter what he has done. I can see him. I can go above and beyond for my husband not because it was shown to me; rather, it was taught by The Author of Love. 

 The Bible calls us over-comers of the world. Why? Love, His love, forces us beyond what was never taught. 

  The cycles of abuse can stop when we are bold enough to step out of the way and learn. Learn to live beyond the mediocre. Live huge to the point you walk into a room; and know exactly who is a Christian. To shine means to have people take notice. You are extraordinary in the way you speak, carry yourself, and hold people just by looking at them. This is what it means to literally put Christ on. 

Just because your parents hated you, you remained in foster care until you aged out of the system, your mother was a drunk, your daddy took to Meth; you are not doomed! Jesus, oh, the Author of Love can teach you to love to where it was never shown to you. Are you brave enough to wear Jesus? His love will make you count, you will not be invisible, you will not be just another statistic, you will be your past’s hope knowing those cycles are never repeated; if you are brave enough! 

 To Thrive means to put on love,  literally to be a champion of love. To breathe it in, to devour it to the point it kills you to the quick when you say something of ill repute. 

 The biggest lie people buy into is that you have to have the perfect past to love mightily. Sure it helps; yet, the biggest giants of love I find are the ones who pasts were so broken they leave you breathless. Their stories rock the foundation of the normal and stun people in awe. 

 Are you breathless to love instead of needing to be loved. The first leaves you satisfied, the second leaves you exhausted and starved from the inside out. The second one clearly illustrates in massive magnitude the world is in right now. 

 It is not easy Thriving at Love; but is it really easy looking at the soul’s depletion living off hate, slugging through the mire of regret, and wallowing in the pool of self-loathing? It may seem easier because as humans craving the monotony of self-gratification is something we have mastered since Eden. Yet, those who fight against it are the ones truly remembered. 

 To Thrive today, I challenge you to chit chat with the Author of Love; see where these daily chit-chats we call prayer will take you. I hope you thrive today in love! 


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