Ah, love.
Or as my sister would prefer it described, “ew, love.”
Whatever your take on love, it does exist. It exists in moms with their children, owners with pets, close friends, families, etc. It’s all around us.
I have learned some things about love recently. I’ve learned that yeah, love is a feeling you have... but actual love... real love... the kind that lasts... is more than just a feeling.
It’s a choice you make. It’s all in the choices you make.
It’s choosing to care about that person even when it’s hard.
It’s choosing to put them first and help them, even if you don’t want to.
It’s choosing to work through the hard stuff because you know that in the end, it’s the best thing for both of you.
Real love is sacrifice.
The best kind of love is found in Christ. He’s the One Who knows everything we have ever done, and chooses to love us anyways.
He’s the One who took the blame for us, took on our sin, our shame, and hung on the cross to die because of it.
Before that, He left His home in Heaven to come down to us, be born as a baby, live among us, teach us, then die for us.
We take time to celebrate Christmas, which is the celebration of the birth of Christ, our Savior. We celebrate how He came to us, how He lived among us to teach us, how He died to take away our sins, and how He ascended into Heaven to be with His Father.
Jesus showed us real love. He showed us what love really looks like. He took on everything for us. He knows who we are, all we have done, yet He still chooses to love us.
I bet He didn’t feel like loving us. I bet He didn’t feel like dying on a cross for us. I bet He doesn’t always feel like loving us every single day, but He does.
He chooses to love us. He chose to die for us.
He chooses to love, and so should we.
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