Not what love is but who is love
Sometimes when I think about love, I think of other things beside God. I'll think of pizza, family, or a cute guy I saw five minutes ago. I don't know why, I don't want to. When I'm in church, I devote that time to Jesus, but why is so difficult to do outside of the church walls? God is amazing and he has blessed me beyond belief, but sometimes I feel like I'm seeking what I can get rather than looking for ways to give. My love is unfaithful, selfish, and impatient. I know for a fact that I could not love a single person without knowing Jesus. Without him, how could I know what love is? I know that there wouldn't be a single person who would do what He did for me. I'm not trying to be "preachy", this is just something that I've been struggling with lately. To think that when I'm ugly, deep down in the dirt with pigs and smelling as such, that God will still take us back is awesome. Where can I go from God? Or what can come between Him and His love for me? Nowhere and nothing.