Feel the Love!
Do you remember the way it felt the first time you realized you were in love and the object of your desire loved you back? It’s been a while, but I still remember the euphoric feeling, that nothing else mattered because the one thing that was most important to me was mine. It was as if a balloon inside me was filled with fireworks and every time my mind drifted to thoughts of my beloved, the fuse was lit and the colors inside exploded.
Now, many inflations and deflations later, the feeling’s not as strong as it was in the beginning. I guess I just got used to it, and as much as I hate to admit it, I take that love for granted. When we first love someone, we can’t seem to do enough for them. I used to do all kinds of little things for my husband: I replaced his bookmarks with love notes, made his favorite meal when he came home from a trip, went to bed even when I wasn’t tired so we could cuddle. Although I love to get up early and enjoy a few quiet moments alone with my coffee, sometimes I even stayed in bed longer than I wanted so I wouldn’t wake him up by moving his arm. After a while, all the little things went unnoticed or unacknowledged. It took the fun out of it; all the effort for nothing, it seemed. But that’s how life is. We get used to things and don’t truly see them anymore.
Such, often, is my love for our Lord. I’ve never doubted His love and I know I love Him, but I get distracted by the whirlwind of life around me. The words of my prayers become just words. So every once in a while, I shake my soul awake and remind myself how the Lord of the universe, the almightiest king who ever was and ever will be, loves little insignificant me. I don’t deserve that unrelenting love, even though I am His child. I think about how someday I will be with Him and my heavenly existence will be perfection. I can gaze at Him and He at me, with eyes of love and my soul will finally be home. Wow! That’s a lot to look forward to. It makes me love Him even more, and I want to spend the rest of my life thanking Him for what’s ahead. This feeling lasts until the next distraction comes along.
As short as these moments of realization are, I know they make us both very happy. The Lord of all wants every moment of love I have to give—whenever, wherever. For this, I’m eternally grateful.
When I notice little blessings sprinkled across my day, I’m learning to take a moment and think about the love behind them and how much I love Him in return. I let myself feel that warm glow of love, like a ray of sun through an opened door.
I come away from these moments softened, at peace with who I am, and fortified for whatever comes next. I feel as if He’s holding my hand saying, “Don’t worry. I’m here.”
1 John 4:16–18
God is love. Whoever lives in love lives in God, and God in them. This is how love is made complete among us so that we will have confidence on the day of judgement: In this world we are like Jesus. There is not fear in love. But perfect love drives out fear, because fear has to do with punishment. The one who fears is not made perfect in love.
These moments of love don’t take a lot of time, often only five or ten minutes. These moments are just that—only a moment. Sometimes when I can’t sleep, I focus on God’s love to ease my mind as the stresses of the day batter my brain like moths at a light bulb. I know that whatever my troubles are, someday they will be behind me and I’ll be looking down from heaven laughing at the denseness of my earthly self. I fall asleep in love with the Lord and I wake up refreshed.
The best part is that when I let myself feel the love I’m more able to give the love. Nothing feels better than being in love. Let yourself feel that love.
God is waiting for you to open the door.